by: K y l e L e i a
When something shatters a
part of you, it never becomes
unshattered, does not return to the
shape it once was
Healing doesn’t forget
the broken edges
the space
between what happened
and how it changed you forever
It moves like water
and holds the ground beneath
you like sand
as the pieces
tumble and stumble
around and forward
Until the sharp edges
soften against the movement
of time, forgiveness & the fierce
waves of loving yourself
Eventually becoming beautiful
emerald and turquoise jewels
shining on the
shoreline of your being
