Her life is a wondrous puzzle
The pieces all scattered
Begging to find their home,
it follows and it travels.
And it looks to find its destination.
"Are you lost?"
A million things jolt to the sound of that voice.
"Ma'am?"
And then she realized,
She was home.

I live for the electric moments
Moments when my heart jolts
and shivers feel like gunshots.
I live for the moments when its just
me and you.
i live for these moments
what happens when they run out?
what then?
When my back is against the wall,
who is there through it all?
when my breathe is knocked out of me
and my mind starts to sputter out,
what do i do?

I am lost.
i cant find my way,
my breath has been deprived from me,
and everything is on pause.
Yet everything is moving.
Is it me?
Am i frozen in the depths of time?
Have i finally hit rock bottom?
The start button is broken
it got stuck from all the times i have
tried to start over.
How do i get out of this mess?
Do i ask for help?
The garden keeper has told me
stories before--of people just like me.
Of people who have gone bonkers,
completely out of it, as if the universe has ****** out my purpose.
"You'll get better."
The garden keeper doesnt think so.
He agrees i have lost my way.