little pieces
strewn about
like confetti on the floor
without the glitter or sparle
of celebration

my memories
like so much of my life
with no order or care
remnants of the chaos
that drives me

pieces of a fearful puzzle
best left unattended
yet need drives me on
to place each malignant piece
to find purpose and reason
where there can be none

should I be asked
why I don’t simply
sweep them beneath the rug
or into the bin to be tossed away
I simply smile
trying to mask the pain
of finding meaning
from the shards
of my life



14 thoughts on “discovery

  1. Your words describe the many phases of many of our lives. The pain so vividly felt. Thank you for putting words to many thoughts that go through my head.


What are your thoughts

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s