In shattered pieces I fell to the ground.
Pain and suffering ripped my world apart.
Being broken has never been so beautiful.
I had to be brought down in order to gain a new start.
Emptiness consumed my every being,
As every bit of my life crumpled to the earth.
How can brokenness be beautiful?
Because it has taught me to have self-worth.
Through each new sorrow, I experienced new joy.
Looking at the world with opened eyes,
I saw that breaking down is beautiful.
Strength lies in failures and continuing tries.
Heartache is the best teacher of vigor and happiness.
Joy cannot be obtained without times of despair.
In our brokenness, we are beautiful.
Our desolation blossoms into a truth that we can share.
Real strength is shown through weakness.
In pieces I lie, stronger now then ever before.
Beauty shines through broken hearts.
My soul's wings are now free to fully live and soar.
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