Chapter 1 - no title... ??

so much is trapped inside
provoked and convoluted
stretched apart without direction
like the puzzle with missing pieces
i am infinitely incomplete

i spin and spin around in circles
trying to change the form of my confusion
but i feel no comfort
i only fall twisted to the floor
there's no one to assist me
i'm bound inside myself

is there anything left for me?
can i discover the contentment
i desperately wish to possess?
i don't know i can't feel it

i'm here and you're there
i reach to you
but your hand doesn't fit
again i'm left grasping
after the intangible
forever

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