Only When I Cry

I draw a puzzle in my mind
and wonder
if my life has changed since the last time.

I step back and look
How my dreams unfold
how I succeeded in some
and how I failed in others.

The minute details of my existence
As I grieve of what I lost
and how I rejoice of what I found.

The aches of life,
of love,
and of sacrifices each day
reminds me I am still a child
wanting, needing..
a warm embrace, a hug.

As I listen to the sentiments
of my soul
and pour my heart
until it aches no more.

I hold on
I hope
and I know
things will get better...

until the next time I cry.