i have been broken down to the finest strands of my soul
i had to take the shards and shrapnel
to recreate a me that was made of brokenness
yet stronger than my original form

it was painful
filled with tears and self re-destruction
because something wasn't quite right

it was a process
a puzzle
and as i am finishing finding the last places
for the last pieces
as, finally, every complexity and scar begin to fit together
i am becoming whole again