I Am In Pieces

My brain, like my heart, is broken.
My body, like my spirit, is broken.
Picking up the pieces that crumble apart.
I try to put them back together.
Parts missing forever.
In a state of disrepair.
Everything starts to collapse.
Broken pieces turning to dust.
My spirit and heart fly away with the wind.
My brain. My body.
My heart. My spirit.
All shattered.
I am not whole.

-Asia Aneka Anderson, I Am In Pieces 2015©