Broke once.
Broke twice.
Screamed into the hollow of myself,
but the echoes stitched me back.
Rust binds.
Wire holds.
Red veins weave the story bold.
The healing was—
(is, will be)
Beautiful.
So am I.
#HealingIsBeautiful #Resilience #KeepGoing #PoetryOfSurvival #Poetry #ArtisticExpression #BrokenButWhole #FracturedYetStrong #TryOneMoreTime #TheBeautyOfScars
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I love your poem! I really hadctrouble to choose a line which stands out, because I like them all!
In the end I chose: “Screamed into the hollow of myself, but the echoes stitched me back.”
The idea to be stiched back up from the echoes is a powerful one!
Thank you!
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hi, Jaideep 😍
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted for the very first time by our beloved Artie Camenzind, is now live:
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David
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