I lost a part of myself again today 

Let go of some small sadness I had been holding onto 

The pieces, held so tightly in my small hands

Had done nothing but make me bleed 

 

I am still learning

To reincarnate the leaves I had shed 

I will not allow myself to be like before 

I will bloom differently this time 

 

I will grow 

Every old petal will fall away softly 

With the last of the Autumn breeze 

We will prepare for the lonely, dark months ahead 

 

I will fall 

Blistered and bruised by rain and snow 

Pick me up, set me right 

So that the promise of Spring will guide me 

 

I will cut away those that I no longer need 

Toxic vines that prevent rejuvenation 

So that by Summer, I will be vibrant again 

Standing tall in the wake of the warm morning 

 

I am broken 

But I have all of my pieces 

I need not replace parts of myself with those carved from another 

I am in the process of glueing myself back together

Bear with me, while I take my time