Before anyone reads this poem I want to make it clear that it is not to be interpreted literally or as being sexually suggestive. The metaphor of nudity might be triggering for some but it is intended as a metaphor.
I have been struggling with the fact that my abuse has made me someone who is easy to peg as an abuse survivor and I struggle with the shame of feeling like everyone knows and so on...so this poem is kind of a vision of what recovery would look like.
Basically an acceptance of myself just as I am with no shame or apologies or need to hide.NAKED
Deal with it
Don't turn away for my sake
I'm not ashamed. Why should you be?
I'm here as me. Who are you here as?
Do you want me to cover myself?
Perhaps in speech as well?...I'll say nothing true at all and everything true I will cover up.....
Make it "decent" ..for "modesty's sake".
Then nothing will be what it seems, but everything will still be what it is anyway.
Would that be better?
More "decent" ? ...or more deceit?