The Pieces of the Puzzle

I awake this morning and I’m really not so sure. I’m trying to do this jigsaw puzzle before it rains anymore. Some of the pieces are missing, some are scattered on the floor. Time just stands still as the fabric of life tore. I always seem to wonder about what’s coming next, There doesn’t seem an answer; it’s not in any text. I just hope it better than it was before, I brace myself to see what the future has in store. I go out in the world but no one seems to see. I’m walking down this path it seems it’s only me. The leaves are changing colors in some of the trees, Soon we shall feel the cold winters’ freeze. All I ever wanted was just to fit in. Instead I can’t even find a place to begin. So I gather up the pieces, it’s time to move on. Still I do this puzzle though so many pieces are gone.