Pieces (All of Me)

Pieces

I am a dozen pieces

All up on a shelf

Each one a tiny room

Of the home that is myself

Put each piece together

You will find a whole

Flowing through the insides

Of the home that is my soul

To love me only partly

Would be the greatest shame

For if a piece was lost

I would never be the same

Truly there was once a love

Full of youthful joy

And five entire pieces

Were adored by that young boy

After that came several hearts

Each who loved a piece

But all the other bits

Were a puzzle they could leave

Years and years went passing by

As I hid from sight

Afraid of every piece

That was unwanted in the light

Another dozen pieces

In another’s eyes

Pulled me from my sorrow

And dared me to the skies

Fearfully I felt a love

Creeping deep within

Love that would be enough

To cover all our sins

But all one dozen pieces

I could not make calm

And so the love I loved

Was ripped from tired arms

I thought my dozen pieces

Could begin anew

That I could play with fire

And survive when we were through

But the home that is myself

All I am and more

Broke itself in twelve

And went flying out the door

Now all my dozen pieces

Every single one

Are flying hurt and wild

Pursued and loved by none

And in their awful wake 

Lies my broken heart

She holds my hand and weeps

While I grieve our broken start