A woman walks towards me
A box in her hands
She put it on front of me
And takes of the rubber bandI open the box to reveal a puzzle
A fantasy puzzle
The woman smiles
And then leavesThere's no directions
No instructions
Left to me to ensemble on my ownTook me two hours to complete
More pieces that I thoughtPieces so small some think
That if they did it
They'd lose some pieces
As the remaining number decreasesThe woman came back with
A drink in her hand
She nods once and takes
A sip from her cupShe tells me to stand up
And move back so I may
See my finished workI do as she says
And what I see isn't what
I expectedI check the box
And my answer is confirmedThe image in the puzzle is me
Being happy
SmilingTears well up in my eyes
As I take in the picture on the puzzle
I let the answer sink in
Me, smiling and being happy
Me, not feeling anything bad
It really is a fantasy
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My Poems
PoetryThis is a book full of my poems I made. Warning: some poems will contain stuff about depression, suicide, and stuff like that. Not all will be like that though just most I guess I wrote this during one of the darkest stages of my life so far now tha...