You look me dead in the eye as you my shatter ego Confidence fractures, shards fall to the beaten ground Forgotten pieces and parts of me soak into the floorboards like water on thirsty sand You walk callously over the memory of my existence Never giving a second thought to the barren wasteland you leave behind
As the shadow of my once-fragile ego lay prostrate and unnoticed A subtle breeze passes through, carrying a familiar fragrance That lifts expectations and replaces sadness with newness A scent so seductive it draws me to the surface
Languished scraps coalesce into new form Where I was once forgotten, I now am found Sometimes brokenness is needed for growth