Yes, I am beautifully broken inside me

but poetically, I am healed as if nothing happened

All the fears exposed all over

insecurities revealed unexpected

How did I lose my identity?

And everything I had in both my arms?

I am still questioning myself.

Trying to understand

I am disgusted by shame

What I thought was out of hand

It was all an illusion

Which led me to confusion

Despite all the neglect and carelessness

I finally broke the spell unwillingly

I now see what is in this world

Through different angles of looks

Yes, despite all the challenges

I still stand to be honest

To admit and to heal

I am broken inside

Poetically healed