Path of Pieces

Slipping away so quickly, everything is. The time of innocence slipping away so gracefully yet quickly out of this phase of life. Imagination once carried the happiness of this one being, their minds so naïve about everything in this world. Now this being must look deeper within the depths of their soul, picking out the scraps of forgotten dreams, forgotten plans, and wishes. A path so heavily guarded by life is present; the only way to break through is to pass the obstacles. The being extends their hand, pleading for help, possibly a miracle, and an easy way through this mess that life has created. This path is important, without a path the being is lost within them, a situation none want to be in.
During the journey the being notices a door, the first of many, so many to go. The door gives the being hope and nourishment to move on, it realizes that it must carry on to reach the end of this path. Another door appears, and here another path lies ahead. This path is broken up, shattered into a million pieces, and the being must put them back together to move on. So here it says, gently putting these pieces together, hoping that it doesn’t put the wrong ones together. Each wrong combination means more time to solve it, and time is so short.
The being realizes it has made the wrong combination, which it sure will be the first of many. It panics but holds in the emotions. Time keeps going, the being stops to look around, it realizes that there is so much left to put together, still so many pieces left…
To Be Continued….When more pieces are combined…