I Will Catch Your Falling Pieces

i will catch
your falling
pieces
floating
in the
wind
speckled with
wounds
too deep to heal;
a mountain
of scars
too tall
to scale.
so climb
onto my
back, darling
and do not fear
what is behind you.
take a look
beyond the valleys
beyond the doubts
that weigh you
down
so deep
you forgot
you were
you.
you
are you,
the scars you wear
on your freckled skin,
nothing more
than distant reminders
of how far
you have come
and the places
you have been.

PoetrySonia PrimeranoComment