I spent so much time putting you back together
just for someone to come along and rip each stitch I sewed
apart
In parts of you I had never known existed
I planted flowers where holes once were
he dug them up
the holes bigger than before
New pain has found its home
old pain resurfaced,
so I did what I know best
I grabbed my sewing kit
reached inside my chest
and began stitching you back up
In hopes that this will be the very last time I have to do so