Kintsukuroi

I've always felt that my heart's pieces had been shattered beyond recognition

Lost, throughout the way. Little and big bits missing, that I couldn't recapture anymore

But I've now come to accept they've been mended with gold

The cracks and fissures still showing, displayed proudly

Making a stronger vessel, less prone to breaking, holding the same amount

But with more value, more beautiful than it was before it was broken

As if it had been there to be broken, all along

So it could become as strong as it has become

Both the anger and the longing are not the scar, I've come to accept

So they don't belong in my repaired vessel

And if I don't feel the same, if I don't look the same, if I am not the same

It's because I've been reshapen into something that is more like me

Which is not what I was before

Not shining bright with gold