it shatters me
to think that being
so close to death
gets you even closer
to living

that pain I felt,
the worry,
the sleepless nights,
those quiet conversations I had with
only myself

it may have felt
like I was shattered
but I was living all along

I was like a single tear
rolling down my cheek
and then dissolving
back into my skin, into
the body I was living within