A reflection on a sad place in time,
the thoughts I’m having are just mine.
The pieces all got broken, that’s all I can say.
When it all began to fall apart and they began to play.
The words were hurtful, shocking and filled my ears and head.
They got inside the cracks to grow and I was filled with dread.
Tried to put it all behind me, carry on unperturbed,
But all it really reminded me is that you’re very disturbed.
That there could be such vitriol you would feel such hate.
For someone standing in your way, I simply can’t relate.
They say live and let live and things do come to pass,
But finding it hard to get through this it seems an endless task.
You clearly feel the wronged one, because of how you reacted.
But your actions dealt the very first blow and that is how it impacted.
Who knows what will regrets that will surface there in time.
Who knows if I will hang around waiting for a sign.
It all changed from words when you took a knife, it glinted in the sun
And suddenly there in a flash the torment had begun.
I did not believe the damage under the surface, to me that you would cause.
So now you think you’ve won, take a bow and a round of applause.
The nightmares that I’ve fought through, while laying in my bed.
Have scared me, but not one for giving up I’ll carry on instead.
With all this debris that is here with which my life’s been littered.
It’s too easy to sit down to take stock, then become embittered.
But that isn’t how I do things, or how I choose to be.
So while I’m here I have the choice to just set it all free.
Like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, when some get broken or misplaced.
It never looks quite the same again when they all drop back into place.
Placing pieces where they don’t fit, because the picture has got worn,
Pushed and pulled from space to space it’s easy to get torn.
They say to heal takes time I’ll have to see.
What is left when it’s all over, what it’s like just being me.