I think I enjoy the night
Because it feels like
The beginning of the end.
I can use that darkness
To find myself again.
In the morning, it’s as if
The broken bits of me
Have become presentable,
Even taking on the form
Of avant garde art;
A patched up soul,
Center stitched heart,
All held together
By a long forgotten truth;
It’s okay if I make mistakes,
And even though it hurts,
I can still believe
That I deserve love.
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I believe all people are bits and pieces, and throughout life we can gather pieces from others or give some of ours away. Some people are only out to take everything they can, while others will give until they have nothing left, but most of us fall in between. And yet there are those people who will defy all logic and simply toss there pieces into the trash, for nobody and nothing at all. I don't know if it's possible to get back those pieces that have been thrown away, but this blog is all about my journey, to try and find out if someone who threw away everything for nothing can find something, or anything at all...I'm just looking for a reason to keep on living.
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