Broken.

That's the word to describe her.
She was a shattered soul
With no one to lean on
She was on fire,hot flying flames
That burned from deep within her inner soul
Yes, she was broken
But she chose to mend herself again
To piece her broken self together
She rose again, head held high
Her cracks so freaking stunning
She chose to make do with her brokenness
And embrace her being..
With missing pieces and stunning cracks
She stood tall with a smile and twinkling eyes
Eyes so pretty, and so ****** calculating..
She chose to smile the pain away..
To talk the memories away..
And to stand again in her cracked beauty
Her perfect imperfection
A freaking piece of art she was
Forgive and live she did
For she realized she had to live despite it all
For no one will care to mend her
Her so she shut them all out..
And rose like the angel she was. Like phoenix from its ashes..born a new.