You broke me,
And there were so many pieces of myself that I was no longer able to see.
But with every piece that I picked up off of the floor,
I was finally able to close that door.
While I used to be upset about how broken I was,
I needed to take a step back, look at it differently, and take a pause.
I realized that my pieces were broken so I could put them together better than before,
And I realized that there was always so much more.
Now I look back and I am thankful for everything that you put me through,
Because this whole time I was learning how to deal with people like you.
People who are below you, so they will always try and bring you down,
And I finally realized that I don’t need a king to wear a crown.
That this whole time, I was able to stand tall on my own,
And deep down, this was something that I have always known.
After everything that I went through, I am stronger because of it,
And it was all because I kept going, when I really wanted to quit.
Over the years, there are lessons that I never imagined I needed to learn,
And instead of being ashamed, I am proud of every scar that I have earned.
Because you so badly wanted to see me fail,
But you didn’t realize that unlike my love for you, I am not frail.
I am so much stronger than you give me credit for,
And all the pain that you put me through did not leave me sore.
There is a smile on my face as I continue to live my life,
Because I finally was able to remove the person who was holding the knife.
Thank you so much for breaking me,
Because now I am able to become everything that I wanted to be.
- Author: 13LaurenD ( Offline)
- Published: June 1st, 2024 17:47
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
A 'what makes you stronger' moral message. Well said.
Thank you!
how could you pick up the pieces of you if you were no longer able to see?
See?
You nailed it on the self esteem.
Thank you!
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