Broken

Reduced to less than zero.

Complete wreckage

strewn across the cold stark landscape.

Impossible to see the original intent

Of all the pieces.

What were they?

No one knows.

Unrecognizable.

The pieces lay ,

silent,

And numb.

The screaming over,

The tears dried.

No one to pick them up

No one remembers, or cares, to put them back together.

A no man’s land

Nothing comes,

nothing goes.

It ended

As if it never existed.