Pieces

Pieces lie before me

Of the woman I had been,

Torn in tiny fragments

That I can never mend.

Once more I’m left confused,

My logic’s gone askew;

I can’t tell up from down,

And don’t care who is who.

The dead dreams and shattered hopes

Are ashes on the floor;

Behind my wall was the same disease

That infected me before.

Those theories made such sense,

I had thought that I was safe,

But again that pain crawled right inside

And tore down my false face.

I built the walls with love and care

To keep me from the world;

When all along, inside myself,

Is where the terror ruled.

I bowed my head in shame,

Why did I let my fears run loose?

I bared my neck, my sin well known,

And slipped my head into the noose.