He built a castle off of your broken pieces but forgot how sharp brokenness can be, because even in pieces you can still fight to be free.
So love yourself with every broken piece that you have because trust me there is beauty in the broken.
There is beauty in the broken that's how light gets in.
There is beauty in the broken because no matter how many times you fell down, you got back up again.
There is beauty in the broken because you gained back your worth no matter how many times it got stolen.
There is beauty in the broken because you know now you can overcome anything.
Because your brokenness is not your prison, its your crown and you are a Queen my dear because you know how to wear it now.
About the Creator
shiney poetry
Hey guys I'm Cheyenne and I'm a inspiring writer and photographer. Between the Chaos and the peace is where you'll find me. can follow me on Instagram: @shiney.poetry
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