Pieces Shattered
I am a broken piece
Writing this to you I see
But you see?
You see that broken piece..
and why?
Why are you not afraid to be cut like me?
Why are you not afraid to break?
I see all the things about you and you know what?
They are beautiful.
Put down the piece?
I knew it... you weren’t enough..
Another one comes along...
Picks up the piece to fix the whole thing..
Thinks that I am not broken at all..
Cuts themselves on my jagged edges
And?
They leave..
Just like the others..
I break into so many pieces..
There’s too many for anyone to pick up..
No one wants to fix me now...
Who’s this?
Are you here to try too?
You picked up one piece and smile.
Why? What are you doing?
You pick up all the pieces..
You get cut so many times, but keep picking them up..
When you’re done..you put me together..
There’s a piece missing..
You break off a piece of yourself..
You replace the missing one I have with yours..
Why did you do that?
You...
I love you.
I’m not complete without you..that’s why.
(2014)
