All my shattered shards

All my shattered shards, Scattered upon the canvas of night, Sharp corners, falling stars, Whoever dared to touch me has left, Leaving me in a weave of chaos and silence. In the flow of consciousness, I dive into the ocean of dreams, Where waves carry echoes of darkness and light, My corners gleam like precious stones in the depths, Each crack, a portal to another dimension, Each wound, a trajectory of a hidden constellation. For a long time, I believed I was an unsolvable enigma, A labyrinth of shadows and questions, But deep within my heart, a light began to shine, Like a sacred flame, enshrouded in mystery, Waiting to be discovered under the moonlight. My understanding was that I needed an altar, A place of sacrifice for healing, And the person for whom I would offer sacrifice Should be the one to triumph in taming the chaos, Ready to bleed alongside me. When I met that being of light, Who bore the stars in their gaze and the wind in their soul, They were ready to pour their blood into my wounds, To flow their essence through every sharp corner, While I feared that opening up to them Would bring more storm than serenity. But in this fusion of spirits and mysteries, I discovered that some people come to transform you, Like alchemists of the soul, Turning the lead of pain into the gold of wisdom. Only if you are willing to venture into the abyss, And let the sparks of love guide you through the darkness, In this mystical dance of knowledge and love, In the flow of my consciousness, I lose and find myself. Now, on the canvas of time and space, We write together an infinite poem, Each word a star, each verse a constellation, Guiding eternal love through the shadow and light of eternity.