I'm a Puzzle Man
I was a poor boy from New Orleans.
Living in fear.
No one taught me how to steer.
My A.D.H.D made be focus on the fear.
The O.C.D made me re-live all the worst years.
Always told myself I was better ,
I was a knight.
Still being pierced, by all the spears.
Thrown though me.
Always being judged for missing pieces.
Im a puzzle -man .
Un complete.
World pulling me apart.
Kings and Queens taken tiny bits
without my consent.
Castles where I wanna be ,
Reconstruct me.
Never understanding the skin
of my border
I wanta see the picture of
me, that was order
When Its completed.
I'm a puzzle- man.
Un complete
All of me,
I'm right here
Where , I wanna be
My depression makes me weak.
I reek of suicidal thoughts,
prozac doesn't help me.
When I was younger, I wanted death.
Now that I'm older, Im scared to death.
The perception in limbo
screaming mix match pieces
where I am?
Am I meant to fit in?
I'm a puzzle man.
Un complete
all of me?
I'm right where,
I should be .
I wanna see,
What you see!
Do see all the burdens' I bring?
This defeated pawn
The one that screws up everything .
I'm Mixed
Shaken,
on a surface .
My earth
expose to all my secrets.
Nothing is left of me.
I'm a puzzle man.
Other than my last missing piece!
Un complete
my heart skipped a beat.
When you were walking towards me.
I'm a puzzle man.
Come rearrange me
we both Can fit
In this puzzle world ,
That we don't belong in
Are you my last missing piece?
If so I'm complete.
Copyright © John Diket | Year Posted 2025
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