THE MOSAIC

My heart had been cracked in so many places,

My skin rubbed so raw, its color had faded.

My mind so numb, I hesitated

To conjure a thought,

For fear of failing.

My insecurities were on display,

Illustrated by these perforations,

Revealing to the world that I was unstable.

But more than that, because for my failings…

I was also a beautiful mosaic.

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