My Little Bird (Day 9)

"You're just a sad girl
pretending to be unbreakable,"
a little bird told me one day.

Those words broke me
from my numb state.

That was the day I remembered
how to live again.

My blade was traded for a pen
and I count skittles
and much more fun things
rather than calories now.

I took a picture of everything
that I found beautiful
and hung them all over my walls.

I remembered how to truly smile
and laugh again.
How to love
and let myself be loved.

All thanks to that little bird.
Thank you.