you are not broken.
you're just rearranging.
the pieces of yourself
you thought you lost—
finding them hidden
in quiet places
you never looked before.
slowly, gently,
you put yourself together,
a little more each day,
becoming someone stronger,
someone who loves
even the scars.
YOU ARE READING
becoming whole.
Poetry"over the years, i've gathered these thoughts, feelings, and fragments of myself-scribbled down in moments of clarity, pain, and hope. "becoming whole" is the result of that journey, a collection of poetry that grew alongside me as i learned to heal...
