We are all a little broken, and that’s okay


We all have secrets, some in pleasure and some in pain,
And we all have scars, some held in pride and some hidden in shame,

We all have that one thing that makes us so afraid,
That if revealed would earn us the titles “unworthy and frail”,

And make our survival in this world to be all in vain,

We are all a little broken, and that’s okay,
Some so visibly and some only slightly so,

But broken still, sometimes we try to hide our pain,
Like with smiles and laughter and dancing in the rain,

But underneath we feel the truth, it always remains…

We ought to wear some of our brokenness with honor and pride
Like a winner’s medal after making it through the rough tide,

To let the pain know that we remember and we won
And more so, to let others know, they’re not alone,

And that sometimes it’s okay to be a little broken, a little torn…

So here are my medals, my battle scars…

…ok, maybe another day for those medals…
~Rk Nyra~



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