B R E A K

Its been awhile since I wrote a poem last. I usually write when I'm hurting, but I've been trying to see the best in life. (Its not working out so well) So lets see how a poem goes....

Its so hard to keep it together,
when all the pieces keep falling apart.
Its like a video playing in my mind,
a beautiful, sad piece of art.

The sound of someone crying,
they just can't keep it all together.
Sad slow music in the background,
as all the glass pieces keep crashing down.

You try your best to pick up the pieces,
to put it together, to keep it mended.
Your finished, take a break, take a breath,
No, a few more come crashing down, its ended.

Never getting a chance to rest,
always false hope, and desprete tears.
Trying so hard to keep it together,
throughout all these years.

In the ends its just a game,
how long til' you break, how long til' you shatter?
how long til you give up on it all,
and it just doesn't matter?

How long will it be, until your lying in pieces on the ground?
How long until, all the pieces can not be found?
How much longer will it take?
Until the one day where you just break?