Broken Beautifully
Fallen, broken, shredded, & shattered. By expectations, people, & life I was fragmented into bits that are lost, discarded, evolved, & simply unbreakable. Every one of those was a part of a journey in the creation of who I am today. The good, bad, & everything in-between.
Time healing the wounds, creating scars as reminders. Fading slowly yet stubbornly. These are just the visible signs. The ones that are invisible are the ones too hard to heal. Like a phantom not seen but haunts you, hurts you, torments you. Is there a way to break free from these phantoms?
I did stumble upon a medicine for the phantoms. It’s called “self-love”. It lies in-between the fine lines of selfishness & selflessness. Its what everyone should strive to achieve so they don’t end up getting hurt by being too selfless or even worse they’d end up hurting others by being too selfish.
“I was whole
Before you
Now I have a hole
Without you
You broke me
Stole away pieces of me
You showed me
Hell exists on earth
Wandering all over the heath
In scorching heat
I started questioning my own worth
Scheduling appointments with death
Crying along with the skies
To hide my drenched eyes
Screaming without any voice
Cuz my mind’s filled with noise
It wasn’t just a heartbreak!
A seismic earthquake
That had no rumbles,
Just endless mumbles
But, I’m still me,
Holding together,
Broken beautifully,
For those eyes that see...”
I may not be as whole as I once was but in this brief lifetime, fragmenting parts of yourself for different things is an inevitable process. How broken you may think you are, how broken you may feel you are, there’s always eyes that exist to remind you how beautifully broken you are… Just surround yourself with them.
