Fragmented...
Torn between too many worlds,
Humans look to me for love,
How do I tell them,
Not to trust me…
That I am as hollow as a vine,
Without a thing inside-

Fragmented,
Shredded into pieces
That are released in the breeze,
Drifting here and there,
Without out someone to care…

I realize now,
So many things left unsaid,
So many I loved,
Now lie dead…
I try to pretend your love is real,
That once again I can feel,
The touch of your hand upon my lips,
The kiss of your soul against my ribs…

But now I see,
Have learned to believe-
It is only when I deceive myself,
That I want to die-
Cannot focus,
So uncentered,
It is then,
I can look no one in the eye…

They want to see me whole,
Pretend not to know
I am fragmented-

Not one,
But too many,
Something to all,
But nothing to me…
There is nothing I can do,
But warn you…
When the cold burns me,
Through and through,
Sift the ashes for my soul,
It will not be alone…