It’s been quite a while since I’ve last taken the time to be still and write.
I have been very preoccupied over things I can never control.
In the end, I end up hurt and battered.
Now I’m slowly trying to pick
The broken pieces of me.
Soon enough, I’ll be patching it all up
Rebuilding a better me.
I’m not yet okay.
I am still in pain.
It’s still hard to accept my loss.
But the unbearable pain is what’s pushing me to stop hurting myself.
I’ve been cruel to myself long enough,
I have to forgive myself,
And start loving myself a little.
Yes, I’m slowly waking up from this stupor.
Agonizingly slow.
But I’ll cope.
I’ll live.
Dissecting Every Piece of Me 