I’ve been deconstructing myself by following the trail of pain. Reaching the root of it all, I’m now calling to myself all the pieces of me to find a home in my healing. I’m going beyond the pain that used to make me turn back around, I’m seeing beyond the fog that used to obscure my vision. I’m the stability in the chaos around me, like a pier. My heart is the lambent light in the cold, dark night; it does not awaken those fast asleep, and it doesn’t threaten to burn those close.