Fragmented

I struggle to put all the pieces together

I try for completion, I reach for perfection

I stretch far beyond the end of my tether

But all that I see is the same cracked reflection

 

Some days are bad and some days are worse

Ideal and reality never see eye to eye

No escape, tough I try, I am living the curse

I'm beginning to think I am aiming too high

 

I studied the problem, I looked in the cracks

I went searching for answers and my fears were cemented

I have been in denial ignoring the fact

That my fragments are all irreparably fragmented.

 

 

Reviews

[Tomás Ó C..]

It is not the fact that it is broken... but how well we try and put it back together... you dont throw away a Ming vase for one crack... loved the rhyme...

[Rev. Fr, S. D. Blankens..]

Very nice write, I loved the way you explaind this scene and I did like the flow. Good write my friend.


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