Pieces of my Soul (Poem)

Shattered soul,

No strength to pick up the pieces,

I could hear the sobs of my soul,

It was begging someone to put back the pieces,

It was begging me to heal my own soul.


For so long I searched for someone to heal me,

Never realizing that I was the glue that I needed to piece together,

I needed me,

I was the one who had the ability to keep me together,

I realized it until I felt there was nothing left of me.


I was left to decide if I wanted to keep being a soulless body,

My motivation became, “I’m so tired of feeling empty,”

One by one I put the pieces together and healed the emotional scars in my body,

I slowly stopped feeling empty,

I’m no longer letting myself become a shattered and empty body.


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