Many pieces, not much to hold

You can’t fix my pieces,

Why do you cry at my numb soul

It is what you gave me

And I took with all my strength.

Do not try to glue me together

My heart is shattered beyond repair

All the pieces now lay inside my chest

Hugging one another, curing the loneliness.

But they still mourn

What could have been

What never was

What stayed too long to see my mess

I knew that I wasn’t easy

Then they knew too

Then the entire world knew one by one

But neither was this world, yet I stayed.

I stayed for my wishes that might come

If it comes without warning

I wanted to be there, to greet and grin

If it comes at last, I want to be here.

Initially published on medium https://medium.com/scribers-nook/many-pieces-not-much-to-hold-3335cf7e98ae