I am a puzzle

Comprised of multiple pieces

Each piece designed to be itself

Not necessarily taking on life

But reflecting my life’s hurt, pain, emotions mindset and health

How many pieces can you put together until you see a full me

How many pieces are there

Just two hours worth or an infinity

Each piece tells a story, can you see

The firsts of many and the lasts ofs are more than one

The wishes of “I would’ve or could’ve”

The most recent declarations of “I’m done”

Can you see the lessons of rejection and of untrusting love

Grief that I thought was brief but endearing

So long some pieces might seem stained

Rained on from tears and loneliness

Frequently enduring feelings of being drained

Do you see the often referenced pieces holding memories of happiness

They’re smaller than other pieces but in abundance hoping they’re still in the plenty

Bright colors, dark colors and some in between

Coming together to create an image so I can be seen

Pieces and pieces galore

Blank ones prepareing for what the future has in store

I am puzzle

Full of pieces

Pieces full of me

Pieces made whole

Whole pieces make me