Shards of a Puzzle

You stand alone, or so you think,
watching the shards rain down around you,
a storm that has been brewing a long time.
Bigger pieces fall, smashing into smaller parts
that fly everywhere, cutting to ribbons
those nearest and dearest to you.
It seems like the storm will never end,
the shards almost ceaseless in their descent;
but then it stops, leaving shards scattered
all around you, and only an empty void above.

Feelings ominous grow, fed by indecision
and fear, that it is all drawing to a close,
so you neglect to piece the shards back
together, seeing it as an act of futility.
It is in that moment of darkest despair,
with progression suspended and respite
restricted, that we start the process for you,
happily cutting our fingers on these shards
as we piece them together, because we know
that your life is something worth rebuilding.