Stitch by stitch

I wonder if you see me

If you see me and how hard I am trying

The urge to give up and the possibility of failure Is a never-ending pull from the bottom of the abyss 

But I’ll keep myself together for you

Each crack and broken piece carefully knotted and glued to make a whole

The pieces of my soul slowly leaking out of every crevice

Hoping and wishing for the day I give in

For the time when my demons finally say they win

But each time I get closer to calling it done

I sit and remember how far I have come.

And each time I fall I pull myself up,
I grab the needle and choose a thread

watch me sew my broken pieces back together again

I scoop up the remainder of my soul from the ground

And shove it back in and stuff it all down

I fill it back up and try not to drown

Then I sit and I wait with my needle and thread

For the next tiny rip in my soul to begin.