It's like a jigsaw
my life, The pieces never fit.
Drowned in despair, holding bits together,
forcing things to work.

No matter how hard i try,
the pieces are missing,
the picture is never complete.

I sit and watch, nothing is going for me
I watch the pieces lose all sense, they twist and turn,
They break apart, shatter in my face, keeping me in torment.

I know now, where the pieces should go, but i cannot complete it alone.
I need you to be with me, to make the picture whole
To guide my hand, to put the pieces together, to bring me to surface

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Valnuary, in the year 428 AF.