Crack Poem by Mona Adviento

I have to write this down before it escapes me
It thought this has faded into oblivion.
This once gaping-wound that had threatened to tear me apart.
I held myself together with tattered strands of my frayed resolve.
That effort was gargantuan, making myself whole.
The self-sealing patches of self-talk
The soothing salves of mindfulness and acceptance
The balm of indifference.
Stitched up, patched up, cracked but whole again.
Head up. Eyes forward. Begin again.

A thousand days after, I crack again.

CHAPTER VII