jigsaw pieces

jigsaw pieces on the floor

orphaned words without a home 

a constellation of frenzied thoughts

with no lines to connect the dots

no bigger picture, no purpose in life

no beginning, no end to the mess in my mind

no algorithm to help me sort

these jigsaw pieces on the floor


maybe someday i will find my voice

i will find a pattern and it will all make sense

i will know what i want from life

like who to love and what to write

but until that time i cannot sleep 

so i need someone to empathise

and help me put together, once and for all,

these jigsaw pieces on the floor


image credits: Bianca Ackerman – https://unsplash.com/photos/5-UxjBoRun4



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