Or Maybe I’m scared to be whole again | Original Poetry

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I have been broken since you left.

Maybe I’m fine being shards of myself.

At least, I tried to pick myself up

Piece by piece.

But I was so broken that I can’t figure where to start.

I thought it would be easy.

I thought I could forget.

But the more I tried, the more I lam loosing.

All what left was nuisance.

I felt like I was fading.

I felt like a tree losing all my leaves on the spring.

I wonder if I could mend.

I’m loosing my mind.

or

Maybe I’m scared to be whole again.