Entry #77: Would You Love Me? (Poem)

What if I was thinner, what if I was more lady-like?

What if I was younger?

Would you love me?

If I was more feminine?

What if my voice was softer?

Would you love me?

What if I was pretty, what if I could laugh gently?

What if my wings were pure white like starlight?

Would you love me?

If you would, it wouldn’t be me.

My form is crude, akin to a corpse.

I am ancient and worn.

My voice is piercing, and my laugh is that of a hyena.

I am not the white winged angel you wanted me to be.

I am the forsaken beast with skin as pale as the moon.

With wings as dark as the night.

Scars adorn my wretched flesh.

This is me.

Who could love me?

• Quiet-Emerald