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Aug 2018
Sitting here all alone today, no different than most, looking at this puzzle in my mind.
There must be a million pieces that have fallen from their place, and a million more I can't find.
Just when I think I've got a few pieces that fit, there's always one missing so I start to rearrange.
Maybe I should give up on this puzzle of my life, throw it all away, completely change .
The pieces are so worn from trying to make them fit
I've taped and mended them too much, it's just time to quit.
There not enough time nor patience to start brand knew
I've grown to old and tired of trying to fix the life I once knew.
My heart has been torn like this puzzle to many times to be repaired, my life holds to many lost pieces of memories to be shared.
©kimmied1105
After so many times of trying to put pieces back together sometimes they no longer fit.
Written by
Kim Essary
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