Patchwork Girl

With each new break

A crack was created

Stitching myself back together

Determination the needle

Addiction, therapy, hope was the thread


I look at myself in the mirror

I see sadness etched into lines marring the grooves and planes of my face

Two deeply blue eyes gaze back

Deep in color and in soul

I see what this incarnation has imprinted on me


I continue to act as the seamstress of my soul

Sewing my heart and body back together

A patchwork sorrow, pain, happiness and goodness


It took the breaks and stiches to appreciate the uniqueness of me




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