Locked in a box
Hidden from light yet
Aging with time
My Pieces
Wearing down
Weathered and old
Put together and then
Taken apart
My heart
Is missing a piece or two
A challenge, a stressor
An incomplete bundle
A puzzle
No one has time to complete
So quietly I'll sit
Waiting
With a missing puzzle piece
YOU ARE READING
Amphigory
Poetry"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings; it takes its origin from emotions recollected in tranquility." -William Wordsworth An amateur collection of my dark poetry, spoken word, and deep late-night thoughts. ***{ONG...
