she had to build herself
from pieces scattered like glass
edges sharp and jagged
cutting the hands
that tried to hold her
she learned to gather them
one by one
pressing cracks into patterns
turning breaks into bridges
pain into architecture
her reflection is a mosaic
not whole in the way
the world expects
but whole in the way she chose
stronger in the places
that once bled
beautiful in the places
that were broken
The Creative Chic
The Creative Chic 
wonderfull
Thank you!
This is beautiful. I hope she finds contentment in the self that she has built out of what was.
Thank you so much. I truly hope she does too đź’™
You’re welcome.
Wow
Thanks so much!
Strength and resilience. đź’™
Yes đź’™