Standing on the edge... The brink of nothingness....

Alone...

Empty...

Hopeless...

Unloved...

Broken...

Shattered...

Piece by piece...

Floating away...

One anguished memory after another...

Broken and jagged...

Ragged and sharp...

Shard after shard ripping through...

Heart...

Soul...

Mind...

Body...

Consciousness...

My life flies by...

No reality to grasp...

Shattered pieces...

Here and there...

Forever broken...

Repairs impossible...

Main chunks of my life...

Nothing but ash...

Nothing left to do...

Just sweep them away...

Trying to match pieces...

Shattered...

Jagged...

Ill fitting bits of this and that...

So much lost or destroyed...

Gaping holes throughout me...

Inside and out...

What do I do?

Where do I start?

Can the gaping holes heal and shrink?

Will I ever be whole again?

Will I ever survive this?

Can I continue on this way?

In the end there is only one way...

To get the answers you seek...

Stand up...

Brush off...

Gather together all the pieces you can...

Step back from the edge...

Use the left over pieces...

Make the best from the remnants of the worst...

Only then will you discover...

Answers to the questions...

Only your determination dictates the results...

Determination...

Self preservation...

Self worth...

Motivation...

The right mind set...

Mostly, a good support system...

Most important tools...

For patching and repairing...

Once again returning to the now altered person...

Part of who you have always been...

Someone you can begin to recognize...

A little broken and battered, but none the less YOU