After the world shakes and breaks down, crumbles down, into, millions of bits and pieces, I’m left, with, nothing, but these, broken, shards.
I don’t know where to begin, cleaning all this, mess up! after the earthquakes, the, reconstruction of the psyche, it’s, not that simple, ‘cuz, everything fell, out of place already, and, you’re, having, a HELL of a time, putting together, that large, jigsaw puzzle, with the pieces, gone missing.
being, broken down like this…
And you won’t, EVER, put it all back together, into, a complete whole again, because, some of the missing pieces, will, never, get found back, because of the traumas you’d, endured, but, you had, survived! And that, is the, most, important, thing.
You just have to, put one foot, in front of the other, and keep that, motion in repeat, and sometimes, it may just feel like, you’re, going through, the motions, like you’re, not there (wherever “there” may be for you!) but know, that this is, only, a transition phase, that you still need to, keep on moving, so you can, finally, move on…
Life, the Obstacle Course 