Puzzling Ze Pieces

A heart that can't keep up.
A heart that is
left behind.
A heart that needs a band-aid.
A Heart that just need time.

A brain that won't control and organize the thoughts.
A brain that gets confused and often feels so lost.
A brain that has a problem, a brain that causes fear
A brain that knows that medicine will never really clear.

Hands that reach for hope.
Hands that touch the sky.
Hands that see no limits.
Hands that cannot cry.
Hands that can feel pain.
Hands that will grasp for love.
Hands that hold onto things..hands that can't give up.

Lungs that keep on moving.
Lungs that won't give up.
Lungs that stand for soothing.
Lungs that hope for rest.

These pieces that keep apart of me.
These pieces I call mine.
These pieces fit together,
Like a puzzle they combine.