Missing Pieces
A million pieces lay around me
Pieces of my mind lay everywhere
Nothing is what it seems anymore
Paste won’t keep it together
Neither will duck tape I discovered.
The mind is a wonderful piece of work
it is powerful to the body
It’s a gift to drive us nuts!
For some reason it will be the death of me
If not my mind then you
I want to glue my mind together
but the piece don’t fit anymore
the puzzle is missing pieces.
For some reason I can’t understand
Understanding the mind is too hard
It is a gift from God
but why did he do this to me
make me have to stand up for me
or to make things not go my way
yet I stand down from all
My mind is cut into slices
maybe that is for the better
anymore I’m not sure what is right
I know what I want but….
But yet I can’t speak the words
These pieces make no sense to me
They won’t connect
They won’t fit
They won’t even stick together
But they still spell your name
My mind likes to play tricks on me
It likes to make me think to much
Or not enough before I do something
Yet it all comes to one thing…
It all adds up to you
Crazy piece of crap mind
Won’t even let me keep it together
It says “Make everyone happy”
Then it says “Make yourself happy”
What mind plays games like that?
Maybe it is on over drive
no that is not it…
Maybe it knows something
something I don’t know
or maybe it knows me to well
Funny how our brains run us
Tell us what to do
Even make us feel something we don’t want
So to show it who is boss I sliced it
I made a puzzle out of my mind
No it did not solve a darn thing
So, now I lay with these pieces
Making sure to examine each one
None tell the same story
and none tell me the truth
lying darn brain I have
The brain is no longer needed
or at least in my eyes it is not
to you this life is fun and games
at that I give my mind an A
hope you win something good
To end this for you Ill say I have lost my mind
funny how that sounds now
I truly do believe the mind is the greatest gift
and only the mind knows you
hides things for you so no one can see the you
to mind I thank it for that and thank god for the gift
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too funny
at the end of this poem is an add for improving your brain
great prose what a theme you maintain
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When I wrote this poem I was really frustrated and I blamed my mind and that's kinda where it came from... Glad you liked it :)