Puzzle Pieces

I wrote this a while back after a tough break-up. It was all written within about 20-30 minutes so it might be a little rough.

You always seemed too good for reality
and now that's been confirmed
Like missing puzzle pieces
we tried to fill the blanks all wrong.

A piece for young stupidity
another for lack of time
and a dash of a hundred hidden colors
that were somehow left behind

Now we've formed a monster
to rear its ugly head
and I am tired of fighting, for now
my perfect picture's dead.

But I know that I am much to blame
I saw only what I sought
parts of you were good, I loved
but now, others are really... not.

And some were never even there,
just an image from my mind
to seal the blank you couldn't fill
in a puzzle that made me blind.

So give me back my pieces
especially my heart
for a time when someone taking them
can finish what they start

You always seemed too good for reality
the truth of this goes far
Missing puzzle pieces...
dear, that's all you really are.

Reviews

[Revolved]

I love your poetry and the story you make through the poem. Excellent write!
:)

[DavidRyan]

This is really good. I think the only thing I might change is do the whole thing in metaphor for a puzzle. What I mean, is describe the pain, or loss, or trouble at the same time as describing have trouble putting a puzzle together. You did it a little throughout the whole thing : A piece for young stupidity
another for lack of time
and a dash of a hundred hidden colors
that were somehow left behind

That is perfect but then through the rest of the thing you just hint back to the puzzle. It would be cool to see the heartache, the hard time piecing it all together and then, by the end of it, you see the whole picture and all the pain and heartache seemed worth it....if this makes any sense.

[Lola Nation]

i can relate. My best friend says I"m always trying to shove the puzzle piece in that doesn't fit so that I have the perfect picture..