Picking up pieces (OctPoWriMo)

(From Pexel)

Day 8

Prompt: After the storm

Form: Mirrored Refrain

That night was like nothing before
Tearing apart victories hard won
Though am shattered and scattered
I pick up pieces one by one.

I promise myself to focus on positives
I’ll not dwell on being battered
I pick up pieces one by one
Though am shattered and scattered.

After the bewilderment, I crave calmness
I walk gingerly, for a while won’t run
Though am shattered and scattered
I pick up pieces one by one.

The rainbow, they say, will appear
My dreams are there, though tattered
I pick up pieces one by one
Though am shattered and scattered.

Finally the dawn will break
My eyes are fixed on the horizon
Though am shattered and scattered
I pick up pieces one by one.