In Recovery

Published on by Susi Bocks

Redux

Forever Alone

It took my last bit of strength to pick up every last bit of shredded me off the floor.

Left with bloody fragments of a torn heart, a distorted mind, and a shaken psyche.

My existence, Picasso’s The Weeping Woman feel to it.

Feeling awkwardly out of place and lost in my space.

I had to recalibrate; I needed to rebuild.

Now I’m new and different, possibly improved.

A little wiser for the wear; a lot harder around the edges.

More protective of me, not so naive anymore.

Self-preservation took me to new heights.

I’m back and ready.

Don’t ever hurt me again.

Originally published 9/9/2018 on I Write Her.

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