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…The Jigsaw Of My Heart…Life's all about a puzzle really, You know, we're missing this and that, But most of all for me…! I've a puncture and my hearts gone flat! It's shattered into a million pieces, The jigsaw's everywhere… And no matter how hard I look, I can't find the missing bits anywhere! A kaleidoscope of missing pieces… Scattered all around… The missing pieces to my heart, Cannot, just cannot be found! I tried to put them together, But alas, they just won't fit… Because the pieces that are missing… Are messing it up a bit! So my life, just like the jigsaw, Is scattered all apart… And all because of love, And a totally broken-heart! What can I do, can anyone tell me? How do I put this puzzle right? Because I can't, no matter what…! And I try almost every night. But the pieces of my heart…! Are sadly, battered and blue… And on this night, I have to say, I just don't know what to do! Each day I tell myself I won't cry anymore, Each night I pray for peace, Each and every day I wake... Each moment I ask for release. Release won't come, won't happen, Oh why do I continue cry? I need to find my strength again, For everyday I feel that I'll die... I had no idea of the turmoil... I didn't know it could cause so much pain, Is it normal, this feeling of loss? And the feeling of going insane! Yep, it is! But it gets better! And finally goes away! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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