From Pain to Rebirth: All About my Life

Patricia Pixie❤
6 min readJul 5, 2023

These 3 poems that are a sample of my passage through this path that we call life. Despite being a work of fiction, these poems are an important part of my heart.

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Embracing my Fragments

Amidst the crumbling cityscape, I traverse the desolate streets, torn apart but unafraid. Through abandonment and the icy grip of solitude, I have emerged resilient, for tears have never dampened my spirit. I am an amalgamation of raw emotions, my bleeding skin a testament to my resilience, and yet, I have never felt more alive.

With every step I take, the city crumbles further, its decay mirroring the fragments of my own being. Yet, a smile graces my lips, a defiance in the face of destruction. I carry no longing for companionship, for I have discovered that the love I need resides within myself.

Even the darkest tragedies, in my hands, transform into beautiful verses, flowing with the rhythm of the wind. I embrace them willingly, weaving their narratives into a tapestry of resilience. I tear myself apart, exposing the depths of my vulnerability, unafraid to let the wounds bleed.

In this act of self-dissection, I peel back the layers that mask my true essence, baring my soul to the world. It is in this vulnerability that I find strength, for it is through the cracks that the light seeps in. I embrace the darkness within, cherishing the scars as reminders of my journey.

The world may crumble around me, but I stand firm, knowing that I am forged in the fires of adversity. I have grown accustomed to the taste of bitterness and strife, turning them into fuel for my creative fire. Every shattered piece of my existence becomes a brushstroke on the canvas of my life, painting a vivid portrait of resilience.

As the blood flows, unencumbered by fear, I am reminded of my own mortality. It is in this surrender to vulnerability that I reclaim my power, defying the limitations imposed upon me. I am not defined by my brokenness; rather, I am emboldened by it.

With each tear, each fragment of myself exposed, I transcend the boundaries of pain and embrace the beauty that lies within. The world becomes my canvas, and I, the artist, create poetry out of the remnants. I dance with tragedy…

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Patricia Pixie❤

Billingual writer/music lover/tarot reader/Interested in the mysteries of the human mind misspatypixie@outlook.com