I just want to make this very clear... I am broken.
I have been ripped to shreds. I was smashed onto the ground. I am in pieces. I am weak. I am torn apart. I have been hurt.
I am broken.
I have forgotten what it's like to not have parts glued back together. I have forgotten what it's like to not have a tainted heart. I have forgotten what it's like to laugh and not have any feeling of pain, piercing the back of my chest.
I am parts. I am a billion porcelain pieces scattered on the floor. I am a smile forlorn. I am limbs you cannot make out. I am chaos.
I am parts.
I am whole.
Parts of a whole that has been broken but not lost, painful but not intolerable, tainted but not contaminated, weak but not hopeless, chaotic but not unrecognizable.
I am whole. I am strong.