Picking up the Pieces

Shattered remains lying on the floor
I stare at them
Not knowing what to do
The numb feeling is back
I suddenly can’t move

Flashbacks in my head
Happy and sad
All entwined as one
The remains paint pictures
Of what I’ve done

The door is always closed
Locked tight
Shutting the world out
Keeping my memories away
Filling me with doubt

The past continues to haunt me
A whisper in my mind
There’s no one I can be
If the past always arises
Only to destroy me

Shattered remains lying on the floor
I stare at them
Not knowing where to start
But I have to pick up the pieces
Of my broken heart