Pieces
The world turns. The people smile. Laugh. Cry. But not me. I feel frozen in time. Feeling myself fall apart. My life on pause, I stare at the ground. And there I see myself, in pieces. Slowly they fall, landing softly at my feet. I am falling apart. And I see myself, in pieces. So many pieces. I am thinking too much. Vividly recalling all … Continue reading Pieces

