To Be Me

By Astitva Tripathi

Once, my heart was shattered,

Torn to pieces by love's cruel hand.

Alone I stood, my world scattered,

Adrift in a sea of shifting sand.

But deep within, a spark still glowed,

A flame of hope that wouldn't die.

Slowly, steadily, it began to grow,

Igniting a fire in my soul, to try.

To find myself, to make amends,

To learn to love what I saw within.

A journey of healing that never ends,

Embracing the man I always had been.

Solitude became my truest friend,

A chance to reflect, to grow, to be.

Whole redo myself, my own journey to mend,

Discovering the joy of my own company.

No longer broken, no longer in pain,

I stand tall, my heart open and free.

For in learning to love myself again,

I found the greatest love of all - to be me.

By Astitva Tripathi