I can't even begin to count the number of times I've hurt.
I've hurt in my heart,
and my body
but once in a while, something happens
that rocks my whole being
and shatters me to tiny shards of glass.
I thought I used to be a rock?
I guess not.
But this makes me stronger,
and every last fight
builds me back up,
I grow new strength
like a flower blossoming its first new petals.
I can be reborn in the midst of a tragedy,
and each time I open my new eyes into the world I learn new things.
I know who to hold on to
that will make me more powerful,
and I know who to let go of
that will only tear me down.
Each time I fall,
my vision gets clearer,
until one day,
I'll see for miles into the future.