it’s funny
how i keep on searching
for the way
to unlock
my creativity,
turns out
that the
key
to it
was
a shard of my broken heart.
should i keep holding
onto that piece,
leaving my heart
with a little hole?
to keep writing?
to keep expressing?
will this be an addiction?
will i have to
keep breaking
to get more of myself?
or
am i just
ignoring the fact
that my heart,
if once whole again,
if i had that piece glued back to where it should be,
will open me to more possibilities?
will my whole heart signify a greater key?
i wonder as i wander.
not really a piece but i had to write about it since it suddenly popped in my head before i slept and i didnt want to forget about it