I see them everywhere,

but are they little bits of my life?

no, they are tiny fragments of my heart

scattered everywhere

particles and atoms

formed in pieces and fragments

that make a beating, bleeding heart

I see them, as I look at the ground

I see them everywhere

yet, I cannot pick them up

they slip through my fingers

they crack from my touch

my warm flash

turning those little bits into ice

I stare at them

and mourn what was once inside of me

in my very core and center

I still have my beating organ

I still have my life

the blood runs through me

the atoms move

yet I miss those pieces of me

that cared more

I miss that naive side

that believed

she is still there

she cares

she feels

but somehow she grows quieter

with every missing little bit

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From the moment I read this challenge, I heard this song :

https://youtu.be/D8JzwrD5dvk

I had nothing left in me

I was empty

But you saved me

You picked me up

You gave me new meaning

New life

I finally saw what was good in the world

Then you tore me apart

You decided

Bringing me happiness

Didn’t make you happy

And now,

All the life you gave me

All the goodness you let into my heart

Is everywhere

And now,

There are little bits of life

Scattered everywhere

Little bits of what you gave me

Scattered everywhere

And I don’t know

What to do now

I don't know

Where to turn

If I could love someone

Who can leave me like I don't matter

How am I supposed to trust anyone

Ever again?

What am I supposed to do now?

My life is broken apart

It's a mess

And it's all your fault

I used to be happy

I used to believe that everything

Would end up okay

It isn’t okay

Nothing is okay

It was fine when I ignored the bad

When I was able to stay away

When no one would bother to drag me down

Maybe it was better when no one cared about me

When they would all just ignore me

When I could just stand in the background

And no one would even know I was there

But then it changed

I let myself get pulled down

And now, there are just

Little bits of life scattered everywhere

Little pieces of what I used to be

Who I used to be