CRACKS

What do I do with the cracks in me

Do I heal them or let them be?

They are the chinks in my armour

Through which I let people and feelings in.

They are the fractures in my soul

that reshape and rebond me.

They are fissures in my beliefs

that mold them into something new.

What do I do with the cracks in me?

Do I heal them or let them be? 

As I let them be,

They shape me into

Who I am meant to be.

The present me

is an amalgam of all the cracks. 

some are healed and some I let them be.

Why do I need to heal them?

It's something that cannot be.

Every fracture leaves a mark

that reminds me of who I was.

Those cracks were meant to be

to teach me, to make me grow.

And as I slowly heal

I glean whatever I can from it.

So maybe I should let those cracks be

Let time heal and shape them

And make me what I am meant to be.

What do I do with the cracks in me?

Maybe I should let life runs it's course

And let my destiny shape them be.


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