Sealed up, whole,
contained and fettered,
a wall around the mind and heart, constricting,
impervious to pain.
Sorrow so great a crack appears,
like lightning rending the sky.
Pain expanding, blood flowing,
and the crack widens.
Broken, yet whole,
cracks expanding,
a patchwork of faults radiate outward,
letting pain out
and love in.
A path to hope and desire,
all-consuming.
I am broken, and alive.
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