Glasses

Sometimes 

I feel as though 

I have nothing to offer 

except witty retort 

a painted face 

a mouth that still whispers his name 

a vodka soaked heart 

and a wine stained soul 

And a body 

that shivers at the slightest touch 

because my body can’t forget 

what my mind can 

my skin screams at the thought

And I’m just begging you 

to see me 

because I’ve lost sight of myself 

I want to use you 

as a pair of glasses 

to see myself 

through your lenses 

just to try on 

Please 

tell me that your prescription 

is stronger than mine 

Please 

tell me that you see something

more beautiful than I 

- Glasses