I Am Not Broken Poem by Skylark Woodrow

I hurt so much inside,
The pain threatens to eat me alive.
I know I am no longer broken,
But my wounds still feel raw,
And my scars still show.
I know I am more beautiful for having been broken,
And know that my spirit has become empowered with immeasurable strength because it persevered through the trials and tribulations whose memories continue to haunt me.
But I feel like I can't overcome my past,
I feel like I can't forget,
Can't let go,
Can't move on...to fully heal.
I am my own worst enemy,
Preventing myself from becoming who I was meant to be,
Trying to extinguish the greatness within because of the brokenness I perceive throughout.
The extent of my "brokenness" is determined by me and not only do I allow it to affect myself,
But also the people around me.
I am blind to the truth and must reveal to myself that not only does it not exist,
But that it never did.

(2016.7.27)