The Patchwork Soul; A poem

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I’m a mosaic of a person
My thoughts branch out
Like a fig tree.

A patchwork of every person I’ve ever met
Everything they feel
Everything they said
It completes me

“You’re just you”
Don’t say that
Please

We both know it isn’t true

We’re all entwined
An intricate tapestry
Made up of
The past
The present
And the awaited the future

We’re all intertwined

When one looks in the mirror
We exist as parts of each other
Sewn together memories
They’re all I can be, I’m all they could be


The eldest daughter to some
A little girl to others
A sister
A friend
A life gone by in the summer

I live inside every book
Every page ever turned
Any song ever learned
Every laugh ever heard

Sewn together
To make an intricate tapestry

Behind every
“I love you”
And “thanks”
And “This song reminds me of you”
The whistles silently whisper my name
You’re a part of me
I’m a part of you




I’m a puzzle
I am
A never-ending one

A puzzle with always a piece missing
A piece

A puzzle made up of parts
Pieces
People
problems

Waiting for
A new song
A new word
A new feeling
A new happiness

A new part of the puzzle

A puzzle with more room
To add a part of someone new

So
the tapestry
the mosaic

Is stitched together
To create a patchwork

A patchwork that I call
Me.