Puzzle pieces
Stress
OCD
Life
They are funny things when mixed
Headaches
Work
Screens
All of it a huge weight in my shoulders
That never goes away
Everything must be clean and neat
Perfect
I take over
Because I can't express what I want
And I can't expect you to read my jumbled mind
I don't even know what I want
Better than the best
I will take nothing less
Learner
Reader
Lover
Strong
I can take it all
Until I can't
When all the puzzle pieces fall apart
As sudden as the colors in the sky change
My grades go down
The stress of taking over all work
Headaches that kill
I give up
I can't think
I don't care
I stop
And nothing matters
Because sometimes puzzles break
It takes a long time to put them together
But the next time is easier
Less you give up
It's all on memory
You build me up
Get me through the storm
You help me put my pieces back together again
Because they may be messy and broken
But put together
They create so the beautiful
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Author:
Emily (Pseudonym) (
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Comments4
Very powerful and extremely relateable. I like it, and keep on writing!
That is very true EMMA ~ about Jig~Saw Puzzles and life itself ~ a good analogy. The key to Jig~Sawa and Life and Love is organisation. The only thing that spoils the picture in Jig~Saws & Life & Love is when thre are key pieces missing ~ OK ~ Yours BRIAN.
Powerfully wonderful write
Thank you!
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