My broken part

In the depths of my being, a fracture resides,

A tender echo of love's bitter tides.

For within my chest, a broken heart beats,

A symphony of scars, both deep and fleet.

But I refuse to let sorrow define my soul,

I shall embrace my broken heart and make it whole.

For in each crack, resilience takes its stand,

A testament to the strength within my hands.

I'll gather the shards, piece by fragile piece,

Creating a mosaic that grants me release.

For it's through the cracks that light will find its way,

I'll transform my pain into a masterpiece display.

In the depths of my sorrows, I'll plant seeds of hope,

Nurturing resilience, refusing to mope.

For every tear shed, a wellspring of grace,

Embracing my broken heart, I find my true place.

In the tapestry of my life, there's beauty in the fray,

Each shattered fragment a reminder to seize the day.

With each mended crack, I'll love more fiercely than before,

Embracing my broken heart, I'll find love's open door.

So let the scars be symbols of wisdom and might,

For in embracing my broken heart, I find my inner light.