A fatal explosion
A life in shards
Derangement, confusion
A shattered mind
Nothing fits together
how it should
I don’t even remember
how it did
Fix me
Kintsugi
Make gold of my scars
Fix me
Kintsugi
My cicatrix pride
Shock
denial
anger
bargaining
depression
acceptance
this is not linear
it never was
some days I have them
all at once
In truth we grieve
for ourselves just as much
those shards spin loose
in the aftermath of loss
Fix me
Kintsugi
Make gold of my scars
Fix me
Kintsugi
My cicatrix pride
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