Puzzle Ball Life
A puzzle ball,
small, insignificant yet
complicated.
Such is my life,
the pieces scattered,
refusing to fit.
A couple pieces
seem to fit, in themselves,
but are almost repelled
by those other pieces.
One piece love
another friendship.
Hate, jealousy, depression;
all pieces in their own
right.
All separate, yet all
part of the same puzzle ball
that is the life I live.
Somehow I must find a way
to make the pieces come
together. Together as a
single unit, no longer
segregated.
The question is how.
How do I convince the
pieces to ignore their
extreme differences?
To stop tormenting my
mind, divided because the
pieces are so.
As I sit, I feel the pieces
moving, shifting, slowly
trying to come together.
I wonder how long it will
take for my mind to
finally be at rest.
Days? Weeks? Months?
Years even? Too long, I
think as I sigh.
Too long.
As the battle continues
in my mind, my head
and my heqart grow weary.
Waiting for my puzzle ball
life to make itself whole.
Some day.
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