Puzzle Pieces

Have you ever looked at your life like a giant puzzle,
One handed to you in a thousand pieces,
No photo on the box, no clues to how it goes together,
Just one giant pile of chaos.
As you spread them out before you, trying to figure out some kind of pattern,
Picking up pieces, examining it, working out how it may fit with another,
Moments of Oh… Moments of Damn it, Moments of wanting to throw it and just hide,

Turning pieces over, discovering new ones, odd one’s,
You look back in your life for clues, anything,
To try and fit this together, You search your mind,
Digging deep into the depths, working through moments,
One piece at a time, don’t rush, take your time,
Mistakes cannot be made,
One piece out of place, and its going to break,
Moments of realization over the past couple of year’s,
Solo moments, suddenly making sense,
I just need to piece them all together,
Then maybe my life will be one that I can understand,
As slowly a piece falls into place, followed by another, then another,
a small part of this fragmented puzzle is together,
Yet what about the rest? Finding another area,
That slowly falls into another part of a picture,
And another…. lots of pieces together, but nothing connected,
No frame to hold it together, Just loose jagged edges,
Needing something just to connect one from another,
Anything, there has to be a line, that slowly draws this all together,
A magnet in the middle, pulling everything in,
Before the frame can be found,
Where is the frame? Is this something that is yet to be handed to me,
Or is it hidden underneath this pile of chaos?

Until then,
One small step at a time, one small piece at a time,
Until this is complete,