Stolen

Breaking news. interrupting my movie. how annoying. Bushfire rages through marrysville, 35 people dead... no... no not that. no more please.... what else can be taken from me? when will it stop... will it not stop till there is nothing left. The continuous shattering of all i love, dust left behind as pieces crumble, slowly, surely it is all being taken. One piece fell away, one heart was broken. children left motherless, husband left wifeless, and me left without her. i watched the piece of my puzzle life fall out and crumble away, that was a piece i could never pick up and replace. Another piece lost. he left, he moved away. but this piece did not fall it was taken by him, and it did not crumble for he cherrished it and cared for it. this piece could be replaced it was just being borrowed by him. this piece although it hurt to remove did not sadden me to have it missing, this piece was his to take and keep. A third piece gone. This piece not fallen but torn from me, right from my heart. it left a burning hole or hatred, sorrow, sadness and lost love. it was torn from me by lies, mistakes, and a fool. this piece did not crumble, it was crushed and burnt by this fool. this piece aswell could never be fitted back into my puzzle of life. this piece as well was gone forever to leave the hole to burn. The fourth piece. this piece was different. this piece was two pieces, one straight from me, one in the hands of him. with his life gone there was no life for the piece left with him, it crumbled to dust, with it another piece went. this piece still in my puzzle tumbled out in my tears, it cracked from my heart, and shattered once outside. both of these pieces gone for good, taken away, broken. this must be all. a friend told me, nothing more can go. you are on rock bottom all you can do now is get upp and keep going up, every missing piece will not fill but will be mended by another, by other people's. for as he had that piece from me i would be given pieces from other people to care after. these pieces would fit into the gaps from my pieces, but never truly fill them. i agreed, i thanked him, he had given me hope for what was to come. a new smile, not as full as before but there none the less upon my face lead me through life for a few more weeks. concentrating on making this smile left me unaware, unobservant, and undefended. The breaking news, marrysville lost to the fires. the shattering was to continue after all... it wouldnt stop until there were no more pieces to take, until i was an empty void of brokenness, of dust and crumbled puzzles. the future looks bleak, the shattering will continue, what will be taken next i do not know, i will never have my whole picture again, this puzzle is broken.