Pieces Of The Puzzle

I lost my damn mind last year, now I’m just piecing it back together.

Got lost in the dussé,

made it rain,

changing the weather.

Spent all my money coping,

the drank didn’t make it no better,

I thought I cleaned up my act but I was hurt doing whatever.

I couldn’t hide the fact I was drowning myself in pools full of liquor,

I wasn’t tryna face my reality,

but it burned my throat to know I was losing,

I nearly lost my life to love & it was way too confusing,

If I could take it all back, maybe things would’ve been different?

What if I wouldn’t have been trippin?

What if I gave up all that sip-pin’?

I was lost & that hurt because nobody came looking.

then I found myself in the hospital,

searching for some prescriptions,

& them percs had me uplifted,

but still couldn’t fix my spirit.

My heart was still in them trenches, the old me still had been missing,

& I ain't want the attention,

so I sent myself on a mission...

I had to birth a new image,

gave myself a way out,

a fresh start,

cheers 🥂 to all new beginnings.

Yet I still can’t help but to find myself thinking...

What if you wouldn’t have been trippin?

What if you & I, never had ended?

Then I found all the answers when I let go and focused on loving myself,

the puzzle almost was built,

& the first piece I found was my health,

yet I'm still missing some pieces, so I keep searching myself.

I lost my damn mind last year,

& now I’m piecing it back together,

praying up to God,

I just hope to keep getting better.

Still searching for that last piece...