A few moons back, I broke my leg in a small accident and spent six weeks in a cast; confined to my bedroom and unhealed wounds from a broken relationship (from ages ago!) surfaced. And as my body healed, so did my soul, as well. And here it is. Broken and Mended. Of course, it feels good to be featured in https://www.thealiporepost.com/ and @thealiporepost Click here to read Broken at TheAliporePost It was the day, My broken leg, Healed my broken heart. Yes. I fell off my bike, And my leg was placed in a cast. I yelled in pain, Tiny, damaged ligaments can be quite bothersome. But, not as much as the sharp, burning pain, That pierced my beating, hurting heart. Lost love had me undone. The humiliation of rejection scored through my arteries and veins, Like listless red poison, making me cringe, Washed over by a feeling of unworthiness. Wanting desperately to be wiped off; of the face of the earth. Turning into nothingness. But again, The broken l...