I’ve been trying
to put the vase of me
back together again.
To glue
and weld
and solder
the shards of me
back together again.
So I can look in the mirror
and recognize me.
But that will never happen.
Life has felled me
with a ruining stroke.
It does that sometimes.
Or should I say,
people do that sometimes.
They leave you in pieces.
They leave you to pick up the pieces of you.
Sometimes you can put those pieces
back together again.
But sometimes,
you can’t.
Sometimes, not even the greatest puzzle master could.
And so,
you have the choice…
To give up on you
or to give up on the form of you.
It’s time to stop trying to save the vase of me.
I have been felled by a ruining stroke.
And so,
these shards of me
have no other choice
than to become something new.
By Teal Swan
