I step out of my body
Look back over myself
See myself stumbling
Along this time-line
From the very beginning
The start of me.

Each clumsy step I take
Each day I get through
I see a fragment of myself
Fall to the ground -
A part that was hurt
A piece I don't want
A tiny sliver that someone tore off.

I could go back
Collecting the parts
But it's too far to go
Too much to pick up.

I'll simply keep stumbling
Along this time-line of life
Losing fragments each step
Until the very last piece of me
Falls to the ground ...