Picking up the pieces,
fragments, bits of me.
The me I was and what I am,
and what I've yet, to be.
friends I've lost and found.
The lyrics with no song.
And sometimes, I think I'm almost there,
I stop and turn around.
And then this jigsaw puzzle, troubles me,
and I think I'll lose it all.
I falter and I fall.
I stumble and I'm lost.
The guilt has taken over and the devil owns the night.
For the wrongs there is no right.
And my soul has lost its light.
Even now, in the deepening shadows,
when starlight and moonlight begin.
And nights thickening cloak of darkness,
has fallen and left me with them.
in the steepening darkness.
It's as its always been.
It's as if there were no beginning,
as if there were no end.
It's all the same as it ever was,
though the years,
have come and gone.
And I can't believe as I sit here, yet,
that it's really been that long.
As I look out at the troubled sky
that always seems to be,
Just that vast and just that deep
and just that dark for me.
It's always been these hours,
between midnight into dawn.
That I've found the most comfort
the place that I belong.
The solitude, the eternity, the aloneness,
reaches out to my troubled soul,
'til there's a peace inside of me,
that wells up to take control.
And from somewhere,
there, within me,
the believing comes again.
And the Faith I need to go on,
as shattered pieces mend.
I know I'll survive the night
to go on another day
Picking up the pieces
of my one time self
Till I am whole,
By Lady LaMythica
August 4, 1981
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