Pieces of a broken self….

Blank and scared

of all that makes it stumble.

The layers peeled off

and exposed,

to the harsh winters

and sometimes,

to the raging sun.

When the clutter spreads around

and fails to converge,

despite the endless attempts to gather, to bind.

I hope for a ray of sunshine that will not get blurred,

and will make me garner

all the pieces of my broken self.

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