Made of Broken Pieces
I now choose myself over everyone

Made of broken pieces
I know nothing about perfection
But have got knowledge of affection
I have built a wall of protection
Am made of broken pieces
But I had to learn about peace
All along had been frozen in ice
They made me believe am worn
Until the day I made a move and won
It all proved them wrong
Have been broken
Have been torn
I felt worn
Until I came out of the cacoon
They had built for me
Until I stopped playing pity parties
Until I collected my broken pieces
My lost self and pulled myself together
I realized what I was made of
A great and visinionary woman lied inside me
I realized what I was made of
I now choose myself over everyone
I love myself more than I once did
Am now a free woman🧚🧚🧚
About the Creator
Kennedy Washika
I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction.



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