Pieces of Confusion

Each Day I awake to find myself still so very confused My mind is full of cobwebs of confusion There are a million puzzle pieces Where do this pieces fit? What picture is trying to form? I can't seem to shake them together I sit here puzzled by my exsistence I have always been told... Who I am to be... What I am to do... Where I am to go... Now I must etch my own path.... Why? has always been that fragmented piece that was lost among the winds of change Change always seem to consume me whether I was ready to fight or not These ghostly images who led me... also left me broken in a million pieces And never could tell me why???? I walked through my horrid nightmare with blinders on to numb the pain People say I was courageous I never believed that! I never wanted to feel I tried not to feel but the battle raged on... I stood at the edge of a life that was so framented and broken My hair would tossle in the angry wind My eyes would sting and burn I tried to rub the hurt away My face was still left tortured and stained Nothing seemed to wear it away I carried it with me I used it as a shield of protection My bloody shield with jagged metal edges It offered me a sense of comfort Now It has been ripped from my broken hands I fought to keep "it" Scared to live without the pain Now I must Learn to live without it.... Yes Everyday is a struggle Learn to live without my pain Seems like an easy concept If I could only find which pieces fit where?????? Chrissy M. Pierce