He broke my legs and walked away,

leaving me to grope and writhe with

hordes of people rumbling by.

None willing to help me stand,

until you found me and in your arms

carried me away from harm.

 

You found broken glass inside my heart.

You saw the splinters in my soul.

You saw the scars on my face.

You saw the pain in my eyes.

 

You fixed my legs and made me stilts,

Taught me to walk, run, and jump.

You made me laugh and deep inside

smoothed the splinters -by and by-

You kissed the scars and pain away

and brushed the worry out of sight.

 

You promised me I’d never bleed

the way I was when you found me.

You gave me wings and taught me to soar.

You gained my trust no easy feat

and I loved you my heart complete.

 

Others mocked my scars and stilts,

and filled your head with lies-

said we were not good for each other,

and you believed them over and over...

 

You came to me one sunny day,

and took my beautiful stilts away.

You snapped them once on your knee

Then threw the pieces back at me.

I fell and with me, my heart did too

Shattering in pieces I never knew

 

You said we were different you and I,

and that first day you should have

Passed me by.

They were right I had nothing you wanted

A sledgehammer to my patched up heart.

 

You walked away and said no hard feelings

After all we are two different beings

I knew we were incomparable

You:Celestial and me, a beast.

So through it all I believed in you

And believed the words you told me too...

 

You called me beautiful with the scars,

and told me I was safe from any harm.

You dried my tears; you silenced my fears

You ran your fingers through my hair,

and promised me you’d always be there.

 

Now I sit amid broken glass

With silent tears filling the cracks.

Words can’t say how I’ve missed you

Even though, you don’t miss me too.

The day you left I learned a lesson

Never believe a so-called blessing.

 

I found the tools and shattered pieces-

Through the pain that never ceases-

I fixed the stilts all on my own,

and mended every single bone.

I glued my heart back in place

and covered the scars on my face.

I helped myself off of the ground

Took one step and then another.

 

Loving one’s self doesn’t quite work.

These stilts were made just to hold

The wood is slivered; rather old

Gouging in with every step,

broken glass falls like rain,

and things will never be the same.

 

A private hell of never knowing-

What I want or where I am going,

what you felt versus what you said.

Was it all just in my head?

There must be goodness in your heart.

Because something made you stop that day,

Whether a voice, a whisper, tell me pray?

 

You’ll still see it in my eyes,

misery from months of lies.

Because in the end I still loved you.

Yet here we are two worlds apart,

and I’m the one with a broken heart.

You’re just fine and I realize,

that you never even apologized...