For a little while

Been lost for so long

It felt good to be found

Been quiet for a while

It felt good to speak aloud

Been alone for so long

It felt good to be by your side

Been wandering for a while

It felt good to stop the ride

Even if it’s just for a little while

Been sleeping for ages

It felt good to be awake

Been in the dark for eternity

It felt good to see daybreak

Been crying for years

It felt good to smile

Been dead forever

It felt good to be alive,

Even if it’s just for a little while

Shards

Picking up the shards,

One at a time,

Putting them together

As if solving a puzzle,

Oblivious to pain,

the gnawed flesh,

or the trickle of blood,

The masterpiece

in the making

is just a broken mirror,

But all its pieces

need to fall in place,

So I can see myself,

One last time,

Before I’m greeted

by death itself