As you walk along this journey
let me walk beside you.
Maybe you will find solace
in the shards of my broken heart.
As I let you trace your finger around each scar
the stories behind them will come to life
and that’s when you’ll see through me.
Battle scars woven intricately into my soul.
Torn between all the regrets and what-ifs
It’s here that maybe my messed up self
could bring a smile on your face.
I can’t promise that I’ll find those missing pieces
or even place the ones I have, correctly.
But I do know for sure
that I will fight against the world for you
because being broken is all I’ve known.