Free

One day

I looked inside,

expecting to see

the desperate searching,

the longing to fit,

the crying out

and pushing down –

the one who struggled

to piece it all together.

But on this day,

I found none of it.

I realized I had it

backwards before.

All of these pieces

weren’t really meant

to fit neatly together

at all.

They were meant

to be free.