Perfect imperfection.

I’ve never been perfect

I’m just perfectly flawed,

With broken edges

That are curved & broad.

I’ve been ripped apart

Only to be stitched,

Sewn with resilience

And a little added bitch.

I’m a cocktail of disaster

A messed-up recipe,

With a teaspoon of spice

And a dash of profanity.

Just like a hurricane

I’m beautiful to view,

I’m just not a storm

You want to get sucked into.

The cracks left space

A space for me to grow,

I’m not who I was

I’m not who you used to know.

With a life forged

Full of transformation,

I became perfect

A perfect imperfection.

K