The Pieces of my Soul

The Pieces of my Soul

The stars fell from the sky

In a sudden hail of fire.

And when they touched the earth

The soil grew dry and fissured

And life died.

I watched it crumble,

(right there, before me)

Everything that I had built.

Afterwards I wandered through the ruins,

Lost within this field of ashes.

I did not cry for the tears were burnt from my eyes,

I did not scream for the air was forced out of my lungs,

I did not run for I was tired

So I lay down on the ground and suffered.

The pain of the creator,

One that only a person with crushed dreams could feel.

Oh, I lay and pondered.

Then I had to get up,

For there were many things I had to do.

And there was no one here to help me,

I had to manage all alone

For only I can gather

The pieces of my soul.