My body is a reflection of my past,
broken and shattered glass.
Each piece glistens with the beauty
of the life they depict – the journey
of my soul, each time it dies and
each time it lives.
Trying to put the pieces back together
leaves me in shame and despair.
I can’t find one for the other leaves me
trying to breathe smoke filled air.
I lose more and more feeling Each
time I find and fix a matching pair.
Then finally, my mind has lost all
control and I wonder if I Will ever
find the final pieces that you stole.
My heart can be shattered and my
soul you can brutally break, but you
Will never take my strength away.
I will endure.
~ Carrie Lee
