we are broken & breaking.
we live with scars that often
we scratch on ourselves or someone leaves as they walk
out when they get over us.
on our hearts and soul.
the cracks, in the universe
within us.
but i hope you find the heart
to see the beauty of broken,
fill those cracks with
love and kindness.
forgive yourself
and forgive them.
cherish them as a sign of
your survival. make them
the best of your stories.
your scars, are yours truly.
q : what is your image
of poetry ?
YOU ARE READING
all my stars
Poetryvery old pieces i wrote/ some make sense/ some don't/ some i hate/ and some i feel rather attached to/ either way/ they needed a place to rest. this is a collection of whatever it was or maybe continue to be. © starnished 2020
