I Write Poetry

I am scared for me
The light I once had
Isnt shining anymore
And i dont know
What happened to it
I dont know
How to get it back
I just know its no longer mine
I have always said
Im broken
I have always said
Im damaged goods
I have always said
Im a beautiful disaster
And i was speaking the truth
Because i know myself & my history
& i know to warn others of this chaotic surprise
But this time
I actually feel
Every bit of it
I feel my pieces
Trying to connect
And nothing seems to fit
I feel the the struggle
Of trying to seem whole
While feeling incomplete
I dont know whats missing
Or whats changed
I just know
It scares me
To feel these things
So deeply.