To fall apart and to reconstruct

A version of yourself you’re not used to seeing

Lonely days waiting for notice

Inspiration awaiting the tick of the clock to ignite some action

But your legs crumble at the thought of moving

The path is uncertain and you don’t know what you will see

When faced with the reflection of who you’re supposed to be

The sparkle that once was there

Still shines, but shines so deep

Buried in thoughts that no one can hear

Clouded by doubts, insecurity and fear

When you are stripped bare and taken apart

Piece by piece until you know who you are

What you are made of

And you are reminded it is still your choice

What stays in, what has served its purpose and how to evolve

To a new version of you, reconstructed, imperfect, raw but alive.

_Laiz Ferreira (‘To Fall Apart’, 22/10/2023)