broken and shared (poem)

i stripped down
laid the brokenness
in a pile at your feet
you held my
carefully rubbed salve
into my
festering wounds

i was terrified that
my vulnerability
would strangle me
but you were not afraid
to walk down that path
and untangle the knots
so i could breathe

as my tears washed away
the layers of silt
glints of more vibrant colors
caught newfound light-
we found the ones worth

slowly you
handed me the pieces
while i
glued together
a new mosaic of
forming a
coherent narrative
that i am no longer
afraid to share

sk lockhart
july 5, 2015

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