All Parts Matter

All Parts Matter

My bottle is empty

Once it was a bottle of plenty

Parts I have lost 

At great cost

One at a time taken from me

Some I gave of me

Some I was told that part was not for me

Some I did not recognize as belonging to me

Now I am near collapse 

Trying to survive with less than half

I have nothing left to give to me or another

All I do is continue to suffer

Oh I want my parts back

Reclaim what I lack

To live and thrive

To feel alive

I need all of my parts to see

Who I am and meant to be

To fill myself with love of me

To understand and give empathy 

All parts matter