Disconnected

My mind lies somewhere at the bottom,

A jumble of disconnected pieces

The edges, slivers of jagged silver,

Too misshapen to form back together

There, the fragments rest,

Glimpses of more cheerful times,

Memories long since laid to rest

A swirling pit of despair,

A vortex brewed from fear,

A cage to warp all the sanity left

My mind lies somewhere at the bottom,

A jumble of disconnected pieces

That can never be put back together