The Worst Puzzle

It's shattered into a thousand pieces,

it's the hardest puzzle to create.

It will forever be missing a part,

It's called "A Broken Heart".

Duct Tape just simply won't do,

Bandaids won't last long.

The only real remedy that can mend,

is a hug from your best friend.

Time will pass on by,

the scars won't disappear.

The gaping hole will never fill,

if anything it grows larger still.

Friendship is like a soothing balm,

it helps numb the pain and grief.

They know that you hurt inside,

Together you'll both cry.

Their heart will mold with your own,

and slowly the hug will dissipate.

You notice that half the hole is whole again,

your friend now shares your pain.

In My Mind's Eye

Memories invade my dream,
turning them black as coal.
The horrors of the past are born anew,
I silently scream as it tears at my soul.

In my mind's eye,
I see it all happening once more.
In my mind's eye,
there is no exit door.

My brain takes over,
twisting the story like crazy.
Events that never happened,
seem like they occurred so clearly.

In my mind's eye,
I watch it all with shock.
In my mind's eye,
I want these memories to be blocked.

I toss and I turn all night,
of that I am sure.
I wake up shaking,
is there no cure?

In my mind's eye,
I feel the pain so real.
In my mind's eye,
I review the whole ordeal.

Sometimes it occurs in a daydream,
it seems there's no stopping it.
I'm forced to go back in time,
and watch it all bit by bit.

In my mind's eye,
there are so many stories.
In my mind's eye,
each one gets told in all its glory.

Will I ever sleep peacefully,
is what I do wonder.
When I hear once again the siren's cry,
piercing my world like thunder.

In my mind's eye,
I see the shovel drop the dirt on top.
In my mind's eye,
I pray that the pain will soon stop.

Admit, Repent, Refresh

His eyes are shut tightly,
His heart opens wide.
Tears stream down his cheeks,
Softly he does sigh.

The cry of the shofar echoes loudly in his ear,
begging and beseeching him to amend his ways.
The Ark is open - light glowing from within,
The King sits upon his throne today.

Dear G-d, I know that I have done wrong,
I pray that it can be undone.
I regret all my bad choices, every little thing,
I realize now that it was not worth the fun.

The Shofar cries out my pain loud and clear,
as I stand here in shul sobbing - the tears won't repress.
People stop and wonder - I care not one bit,
I admit I did wrong - now let me refresh.

- - -

All decked in white, we stand amongst each other,
Like angels we sing and we plea.
Scared, we await anxiously,
Father in heaven, what will you decree?

Prayers are whispered,
So softly you can hear the drop of a pin.
Yet, the thud of our hearts echo,
As we remember our sins.

Our tongues are so dry,
Our ankles seem to burn.
We made mistakes just like last year,
Oh, why won't we learn?

The day is finally over,
We have done all that we can do.
The gates are now closed.
Hashem, it is all up to You.