Lifeless Puzzle Piece's Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Talk if you need to,
Relive any stress thats been on your mind, deep emotional strains that may have become rooted,
That seep out at the smallest things,
Harsh words that meet their peak when things are pushed too far,
Find the scattered pieces that connect,
Brushstrokes of patience, as day needs night to rest, as they couldnt begin to co-exist without one another, a universe printed perfectly with each look in your eye,
The look upon your face changes,
An overreactment to the change of one thing to another, moments that pass as change is immeinate,
Search the scattered pieces that connect,
Instead of the pieces that force themselves to be, an understatement of the times anger gets the best of each season as it remains the same,
often times the perfect picture is blurred that way,
No longer the imprinted picture that relaxes the mind, body,
As it cant be done in a day,
Rough edges that no longer know how to think,
How to feel,
Forlorn, Battered,
Dont mind the bleek expression,
Dont mind the nonchalant movement of lips,
Words complicate the depth actions can Speak,
As easy as it sounds,
It's not,
Moved from an lifeless cArdboard box to an empty table, only to sit and wait,
Things take time,
A fact not easily accepted as the present is here and now,
And the future, simply remaiNs that,
Not to say all change is differenT,
Sometimes it brings moments tHat emplode within eAch other,
Some moments bring the brink of every thought to reality,
As fingers can feel the pain of something so tender,
Needing to feel the warmth of something close,
Delicate cardboard pieces,
Moved in such ways,
Some pieces come incomplete,
A simple mistake made by the manufacter, whether its the same piece doubled or whether it has become mixed up,
Things happen when rushed,
they become Careless,
misused,
Discarded, as pieces of trash,
When in actuallity,
They are something special,
Smaller pictures that add to something bigger,
Whether the ocean of your eyes,
Or the height of the air balloon that symbolizes each time spent in your presence, printed on each box,
Talk if you need to,
As sometimes an ear to listen is all thats needed,
All things happen for a reason,
Reasons why I find myself in thought of you more than im suppose to,
For only then things felt the way they are suppose to,
Only with you,
Dont mind the bleek expresion,
Dont mind the nonchalant movement of lips,
As each moment that passes I find myself lifeless,
Each second without you