Writing Prompt #23

Write a poem about your body

My body is a temple that I often don’t want to be in

The look and make of the model may be pleasant to some but not me

Reasons why I use to want to leave

But I rather do some repairs

And continue to climb the stairs

To Success

We are not all blessed

With a great body that cover our flesh

But it’s up to us

To change the image that we don’t like instead of putting up a fuss

That’s what I think of my body

Other Version:

My body is like a Chevy Tahoe

Big and wide

It still is a good ride

The inside is nice

Great leather seats inside

The engine is loud and impactful

Once you hear it you will be amazed

But why am I so fazed

I just never looked at the body as great

I guess because the dents

Always made me repent

Fixing it up would bring me joy that I always dreamt

But that thought is nothing but a dream that mechanics been told me would happen

But it just hasn’t happened

So I settle for this truck

Because for the time being I’m stuck

Reason why I barely take it out

Because this truck is something I’m not comfortable with

Disclaimer: I don’t hate myself by the way. I could see how you can get that vibe from this. But I wrote 2 versions just because I had two different comparisons for this prompt. Hope you enjoyed. By the way this prompt came from https://www.journalbuddies.com/journal_prompts__journal_topics/60-daily-creative-writing-prompts/

Help (Poem)

I’m surrounded by plastic

They stick around like they elastic

But not here when it get drastic

That’s classic

I hate people that’s not long lasting

This life is fast you got to keep up

I been trying to make a come up

But you left me all alone

I got a lot roaming through my dome

I was never in the streets like a cone

But it feel like it

It’s like I had many around me

They tried to change me

Then they left me

It’s crazy how your around snakes all your life

This don’t feel right

Pops want to help me out

How do I talk to the one who put me in it

My feelings is tinted

Meaning they Dark

You turned your back and it hurt my heart

You left your mark

Now leave

Just let me be

Cause me and you can’t see eye to eye

Got me dying on the inside

And lighting a fire on the outside

I was thrown out in the water and I ain’t no Michael phelps

I didn’t have no help

I got to do it myself

Help is the last thing I need from a enemy

Cause family is overrated

And I hate it

It’s all about K. Exum