Statue

My head

The most important part of the body

It creates everything we see and think

Beautiful things

Glorious things

But then

You start to believe

Horrible things

Words that make you think scary things

They cause you to try to make beauty

But each word said

Carves away at

The statue of self image

Into nothing

Just shards left on the floor

Scraps

Raining down into nothingness

Unable to be put back together