Pieces of me
Shattered
Broken
Don't know who
Or what I am
Pieces of me
Given to everyone
Except myself
Going with flow
Of who they want me to be
Pieces of me
Lying in his bed
On his sheets
Traces on his lips
A moment of wholeness
That suddenly turned cold
Broken again
My wounded soul
Waiting for someone else
To complete me
Pieces of me
Clinging to the uncertain
Just to feel as though
I am worth it
Looking for fulfillment
In things less giving
Pieces of me
Scattered everywhere
Wait...
I'm exhausted
Tired of the façade
Empty inside
Pieces of me
Let me gather myself
Slowly
I'm back in control
Of this wounded soul
I am whole
Complete
No more pieces
I can finally see
Who I'm created to be
I can give
And receive... fully
Balance life
By first loving God
Then me..
Thankful for every piece
Mended back together
That made me whole
No more pieces of me
I am complete!
17 April 2022
Excerpt from my book, Thoughts of an Unspoken Mind.
This is another one of my favorite written poems. It was written with so much emotions. It describes a point in my life where I did not know who or what I was. I felt as though there was a void or lack in my life that I was trying fill. I was searching for fulfillment in everything except God until I had no one to rely on BUT God. He mended those pieces back together so that I can live out the purpose He has for my life. Now, I am able to do that wholeheartedly!
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