These broken pieces are all I have left,

shattered pieces caught in time,

lost in memories they can’t escape,

living in past love,

longing for more of what destroyed them,

what destroyed me…

the blessing and the curse,

the rush and the concrete at the bottom of the fall,

with no life line,

just pieces yearning to be reunited,

and do it all again…

© 2018 Grabbety Covens