Vulnerable

I refuse to be
s  h  a  t  t  e  r  e  d.

My pieces want to stay where they are.

Placed perfectly and precisely

into a picture of

Me. 

Me, who I've never known,

who I've constantly searched for
in all the wrong places,

who I finally found;

who I am clinging to fiercely.

And as a wise friend,

mentor,

teacher

once said,

"The word 'lonely' runs like a thief 

who can never steal this heart 

because it weighs too much."

Words that constantly

run through my veins

reminding me that it's okay to be:

broken

healed

courageous

open-minded

open-hearted

and fragile

in all the right ways.