I’m trying to understand why I feel so broken
Perhaps the foundation was never there
Or maybe I was building it up when doubt settled in
Tumbling down the walls of strength
Leaving the raw bones of insecurity
There I am now with a sense of regret
Was there a point if it would not stand?
Or did it all have to come down so I can start again?
Now use the bricks instead of the stack of sticks
Then firmly re-attach the pieces
Through those covered cracks, sparkle scars firm in place.
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