She Makes Art With Broken Things

What is about to follow, a collection of thoughts,
That brought me back to my youth,
Far beyond all these covers,
Back to the beginning, the truth,

Because along the way I lost myself,
And now am in a frenzy to find,
The memories that made life worth living,
All the things left behind,

I will go back, from Z to A,
And find where the madness did start,
I will never regain the innocence,
But I hope to take back this heart...