Unfinished i feel

I shed tear for those I do not know.

My heart aches for families that are not mine.

I feel torn but I stand whole.

In my un-shattered body, I feel in million pieces.

In my own sanity, I find myself going insane.

I scream but I am surround by silence.

Am I here?

Or is this a world I’ve created?

Created my little safe bubble that now is penetrated

as I try to hold on to every morsel of me.

I lose more than I can save.

Am I alive?

Or is my soul just floating,

Floating till I awake,

Awake to see what was

In front of me all along.