I pick up the pieces of my shattered self
Like a puzzle poured all over the floor
I try to put them back together
the problem is I can't remember what the original picture was
I think it will be different
Every day I find more pieces I thought were lost,
Or never knew existed
Music!
Art?
Love
Can all these be me
do they fit?
I don't know
But I'll see
I'll see
My newest poem I don't know if I like it but I am on a path to self discovery here and this is how I feel some days. feel free to tell me it sucks.
S.
Like a puzzle poured all over the floor
I try to put them back together
the problem is I can't remember what the original picture was
I think it will be different
Every day I find more pieces I thought were lost,
Or never knew existed
Music!
Art?
Love
Can all these be me
do they fit?
I don't know
But I'll see
I'll see
My newest poem I don't know if I like it but I am on a path to self discovery here and this is how I feel some days. feel free to tell me it sucks.
S.
I like your poem.