Integrity

Integrity is who you are when no-one's watching.

Poem: EMPTY FRAME

I wrote this poem after walking into topshop and the first thing I saw was a 'size zero' model with her shirt open. I got so frustrated with the norms and ideals the media and this world create. We need to stop being driven by such ridiculous rubbish and start naming and claiming the beautiful truths about ourselves, and recognise what is most important.

TITLE: EMPTY FRAME

Constructed, Deconstructed
Through a fashionable ideal.

A bone structure?
A shrine of her
Upon a frame
In a window-pane.
A standard set,
She won't forget,
And sleepless nights,
Internal fights.
Mirror glances,
Cheap romances,
Native lies
And smile disguises.
One named disorder,
A new world order
Of image queens,
Size zero jeans.
Idolatry,
She can't be free.
To be alive
Is just to strive.
Danger chills,
Vitamin pills.
Purging, binging,
Never winning.
Lying, starving,
Penance-carving.
What went wrong?
I'll sing a song
Of light and love
Sent from above.
Of life and hope,
And strength to cope.
He broke the chains,
And heals the pain.
He came to die,
To crush the lies,
Defeating death,
The heart's next breath.
Don't live deceived,
In Him believe.
Taste and see,
And be set free -
By enduring truth.
You're living proof
That there is more
Worth living for.
So you remain,
Before that frame,
And you can choose
To win or lose.
Break the glass -
This frame won't last.
In the King's domain,
It's an empty frame.
A brand new start,
A beating heart,
Pumping blood
Like a holy flood.
Yes, you're alive,
He's on your side.
You're in His care
And He'll be there,
In present-tense
Real life events.
So storm or calm,
The Great I AM
Will lead you on,
The battle is won.

Deconstructed, Reconstructed
Through a captivating truth.