The Broken Pieces

The Broken Pieces

All we are, are broken pieces

Flung off the shelf and shattered on the floor

Too broken to put back together?

Our lives feel so isolated,

We cannot take it any more.

Battered and abused,

Leaves us feeling so confused

What hope do we have in promises?

The pieces, the pieces,

There are too many broken pieces.

All we have are broken dreams

“Useless, useless” scream our inadequacies

What was all that purpose —

In that pain from our past?

Our dreams lay in shambles unlaunched and ignored

The smile on our face

Masks the torment and disgrace

We lie because we fear

Being honest in revealing

This brokenness that we’re feeling

Is there hope still left for us,

Can you come and rescue us?

From our shame and our fears

This sadness and our tears

…And heal our broken pieces?

Yes, heal those broken pieces.