Falling Apart

The falling apart man looked around his falling apart world, and kept building things out of bricks that fell off one another. He wanted escape. He wanted peace. He wanted just one thing that wouldn't fall apart.

The falling apart man looked around at the other falling apart people, and cried because he knew they fell apart from the things left unsaid. He knew he wanted more. He knew there was a price. But now he wondered, why did I say I would pay that price?

He's had enough of the falling apart things, and he's too far gone to put himself back together. All that remains is a tiny little spark of life at the core. The falling apart man just wanted a little happiness. Instead, he found himself alone with his creator again.

The man knew it was his fault - it always was. It's hard for it not to be your fault when you're falling apart. Now he waits patiently to be put back together. But it's not easy waiting, when your heart lies in pieces on the floor.