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Poems from the Body Burden Stacey's Other Poetry Setting The Record Straight

THE SHELL

You look so lost
can't you find me?

I am over here
inside the shell
the protective layers around me.

Please come search for me
I promise, I am under here somewhere
I need to come out
but, I am afraid.

Afraid to open the curtains
afraid of what I might find
that you might be waiting for me
and that I will be naked.

Exposed to emotion
shoved inside with so many forks
will you be able to see inside
or will I be merely fog to your searching eyes?

Will you make me open up to you
and if you do,
how will it feel?

It's been so long since I've cried
or laughed and meant it
my fat has sheltered me
from fingers that tickle.


Come into my shell
I need to feel your hands
all over me like blankets of rain.

Come in where I've kept myself warm
see where all the food has gone
into the hole
that I've never really been able to fill.

Come see the desert inside me
the sand of all my uncried tears
the trees that kept me from being burned.

Hold me while I cry
let me know I am safe
to show you who I am
and that you have fears too.

If I let you find my secret places
if I become myself like never before
will you rock me to sleep
until I am just a baby in your arms?

Will you love me completely
knowing that I am incomplete
unable to love myself sometimes?

I am here
come find me.

Let me take you inside
to where the food goes,
and I hide.