Pieces of Me

A part of me was lost today.
Misplaced.
Burned by the embers from the fire
I grieve with angst anew
from the torture deep within.

My world stopped spinning today.
Abruptly.
Skidding to a halt, leaving tire-tracks in my soul
I am submerged in the misery
that resides as an unwelcomed guest.

There is no sun today.
Concealed.
Blocked away, and incomplete
I am forever chained to the burden of this truth
Deep within I am mourning.

A part of me died today.
Forever.
Spreading quietly over the sea
ashes of hope stir in the autumn wind
as pieces of me are buried.