Blind

When life gets messy

And everything you searched for is hiding

Especially hope -

It’s buried under a pile of clothes 

Discarded because you don’t look good enough-

You think you’re just not good enough…

But the mirror tells the truth -

And it’s right in front of you. 

You are beautiful, 

But blind. 

And remorsefully, you restrict yourself, 

As if shrinking will fix the problem. 

Or maybe you are trying to disappear altogether? 

But the problem is your vision, 

Not your body. 

And nothing you do to fix your image 

Will fix the broken heart it carries. 

Trust me, 

I know beauty when I see it.

I see it in you. 

In your eyes that still shine 

Though you struggle through mountains of clothes, mountains of demons.

All the while searching the mirror

 but seeing nothing of the truth. 

I can’t lose you, suffocating for air. 

Hold my hand,

And I will help you through. 

For even with no vision, don’t despair 

Your heart will lead you to the truth. 

Your body is counting on you.

There is support. Just reach out..

Love,

Noa