i’d

if my body was a chalkboard

i’d sketch out a new heart

one that has not been touched or tainted

by the mistakes i’ve made or by those

that took piece after piece to make

peace with their circumstances

i’d take the skin around my ribs

and scrub it as hard as my arms allow

to remove the sharp glass from my side

i’d remind my soul that it’s okay to start over

and to move into who she needs to be

i’d sketch im enough into my mind

and love unconditionally.

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