I hate to describe myself with just one word or tell someone my favorite anything
I am more than one word
I am more than one thing
I am a thousand different pieces
With just one you can’t ever see the full picture

I am more than one piece
If you want to know me you have to lay the puzzle
I will never be one word
I am a thousand different pieces

If I was lost in space
I would spend my days staring into the stars
And my nights basking in their shallow glow
Until finally the stars would be permanent fixtures on the inside of my corneas
And I could throw myself out in the oblivion
My last breath slipping away
My body becoming stardust

You left me broken on the floor
Pieces spread everywhere
Hiding in the dust
You never even bothered
to clean up
The pieces of my fading soul that had splashed the carpet orange

Imagine being an astronaut
It’s one of the scariest things I can imagine
Floating around in outer space
A space that is as close to infinite anything can ever be
Imagine drifting out
Becoming lost
In the oblivion