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
"I read it cover to cover and quickly realized that I'd barely broken the surface. I'll need to read it again and again and again..... It's richer than a Venetian tea cake (medu kuka to you). I envy your need to search, but not your agony. But that agony will lead you to that brightest of lights, as you make your discoveries. The cover art is genius. Well done my friend. I'll continue to read it until I discover my hidden parts that you've woven into this tapestry." Brooks Fountain
"Very good read and the format made you look at what is written and how the author hopefully intended it." Jerry R