Puzzle

like loneliness in the middle of the night,

you are a traveler with the heart of a black bird. 

are yours the animals that wait for a word from you.

The sound of the wind is broken, but you are still into it. 

Low intensity love which didn't even make you tremble, 

in misery you are always breathing under the ruins.

You are broken because you are in pieces, 

waiting for someone to call you a puzzle. 

The catastrophe in your eyes surprises only the bravest, 

because at your side only death walks.

Alejandra Gonzalez Melendez

The poem means that sometimes memories are not so bad at all, sometimes moments of loneliness and sadness, with time become simple. facing feelings is not bad. memories allow you to remember that sadness only exists as long as you allow it to and that even if people see you broken, you still strive to give even the best of you, because in reality you are not missing pieces, you have always been complete.