She's shattered into a million fractal pieces This woman made into a mosaic This goddess, this queen The one with the golden heart that turns others green
It breaks me too when I find That I can't replace all the missing pieces And put this ethereal beauty back together Not back to the state she was before she was fractured
The sun, the moon The stars, the sky The dusk, the dawn
She is everything in life that is right A beauty gift wrapped in insecutity How many different ways can you tell her she's perfect, Before she finally looks in the mirror and believes it?
She believes that life is only work, anger, and hatred She believes a man can only lie, harm, and detonate She doesn't see life for the spectrum it is Full of a million gradients coveting all the glory
Some days she believes it She tells herself and everyone around her She is confident and beautiful, capable of love and happiness Until the next day comes and once again she's in pieces
I'd like to see the day a smile is on her face Not drawn or molded Like magic it appears and never fades The day the beautiful mosaic is once again
Complete
I wrote this about my best friend(She seems to be my muse for many of my poems.)