Backwards

For a slight moment of happiness, I'd walk backwards In search of what's broken I ripped my chest open and plucked my heart out to make sense of all its pieces A piece i burnt, a piece i buried A piece i planted, a piece i preserved A piece i let rot, a piece i bequeathed to others A piece i chewed and swallowed, a piece i tasted and spitted out A piece i kept in, a piece i thrown out In every worldly seasons and emotional stages i put a piece In every corners of the world i placed a piece On every milestones i laid a piece I had my name sentimentally carved on a piece On a rock i mounted a piece, into the deep of a sea i sunk a piece Could the piece i thrown in the air never touch the ground I know the piece that burnt my world to the ground Could they be found, then brought back together Oh, could they be mended and again beat the sounds of life There's a piece I'm afraid of that's left inside of me, for it is rid of the means to strive and robbed of the will to thrive; lo, Tis a squashed piece that craves freedom For a slight moment of happiness I'd walk backwards but, I've lost a piece to time and alas, Tis the piece that knew peace