Aleyna Torres

I wished to reach the stars - that one day, it wouldn’t seem so awful to feel the shape and glow afar. I slipped, and fell into the abyss the darkness enveloping my body, no light in sight, Until I realized, the stars I kept chasing, reaching, were already under my skin – stretch marks I tried to ignore small lights that appeared to be my enemy marked every place I was torn open. What I searched for above me, was the same thing written on me constellations made from damaging words, from me....

I see the world beyond the shadows, A world that is bright and free Where people smile and joy fills the air I reach my fingertips out, The orange blaze burning my skin, The doctors tell me, To reach the sky, You must hold yourself to the supreme. Heal your rattling mind full of illnesses, Restore your body of chronic disease, Alleviate those symptoms, And those speeches every day spoken by your broken mind. Those endless talks given by doctors too, “Loose the weight, and you’ll find the...

Did she too worry about her body? Was she ashamed of how skinny she was? Did she have doctors commenting on her weight too? I hope not. I hope that her body did not stop her dreams, Her passion, Her energy, I hope one day she’ll see how beautiful she is. How her clothes fit her just right, In all the perfect places, And that she’ll stop asking how she looks like. How this color matches her pigmented shiny skin, If she should apply heavy makeup, To look at the tangible mask she has created. I...