BROKEN PIECES

Original Poem by Jack McGuire

I could be like broken pieces
Hold them up like empty wishes
Hoping one to do be…

Complete.

Taking chances
Never knowing
Trusting faces
Life’s abrasive
Will I ever be seen
Will I land on my feet

I could be like broken pieces
Hold them up like empty wishes
Hoping one to do be…

In between the lines read
Will I consume what I’m fed
Take my life into account
When I’m down, I’m never out
But will my voice
Ever count…

I could be like broken pieces
Hold them up like empty wishes
Hoping one to do be…

Complete.

Questioning everything
Feeling empty inside
Is that something I can hide?
Will I ever be complete?
I’m complete as I’ll be,
Now and always just me.

I could be like broken pieces
Hold them up like empty wishes
Hoping one to do be…

Push the edges inside
Trying to feel like I’m alive
Will I ever thrive
Or survive
As far as I can see
All I can see is me
Am I complete? ∎