Fragments

Picking her thoughts from my fragile fragments broken is my world keeping my shards in little red pills languishing in broken jars empty of space and void of all your souls only your thoughts are felt to keep me company broken is a heart broken is our time broken is the world scattering the pieces in the moments between what is seen and unknown A lost cause, a lost calling broken is the passion broken as my resolve as eons fall, will you need me at the end of all scattered my fragments into the empty spaces of your mind in between what was in will be, sublime will you need me in time will you see me as I was or only fragments of spine picking her thoughts from my fragile fragments your memories your imagery broken is my world keeping my shards in little red pill jars. I do all this… Only in remembrance of you!