I was a fragment, an atom, a piece
Of many broken pieces
Metaphorically speaking
my soul was leaking
constantly seeking
my life’s purpose,
I’m quiet but a woman of my word
cause words can show what my true worth is
opposite of hopeless completely focused
god opened my soul curtains
made me more observant
helped me with difficult choices
led my footsteps and showed me the light
training me how to spiritually fight
inflicting subliminal creatures
with distinct features
sending mental pictures of my
battle wounds and emotional scars
isolated by
invisible bars
I dropped to my knees
Surrendered my all
Arms lifted
God shifted
My existence
& made me whole