lost
found

jigsaw puzzle pieces
broken
cut
apart
cracks in the facade
the wounds of missing pieces
weeping bitter pain

the seeping acid of shame
working at the cracks
eroding
laying bare bones of self-hatred
bleached and sharp

walking through the valley of the soul, feet cut to ribbons

lost
found

watch the dancing
crippled feet, gaping holes
sway to the music
bitterness, shame
locked behind a wall of missing pieces

play the game like everyone else, try not to feel the pain

lost
found

a hand extended
another chance to pretend
to ignore
before fresh wounds slice across tender memory

step out into the music
follow the leader
the hands
guiding with gentle touch
finding a path across feathers and broken glass

light steps dancing along the wall of missing pieces

lost
found

gentle touch
smoothing over the burn of the acid
sifting dust into the cracks
dulling the razor shards of shattered pride

wrapping tattered flesh with bindings of understanding and care

come to ground still wounded
hurting
healing

still missing pieces
learning to dance around the holes
learning to
dance.

lost
found



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