Pieces

Leaving pieces of me behind

No longer parts I need anymore

These things are not serving the current

So I'm dumping them in the river past curved The scattered pieces of previous me float like detritus

Turns out these matters aren't easy to drown

Oh to be put back together

But this time with bright smiles instead of dour frowns

Look at me now, torn apart but not yet new

What am I to do, pieces continuing to shed?Patchworked through experiences and perseverance

Hoping that these pieces will remain unattached and dead