Shrapnel

Fragments. Shards. Millions of very fine pieces of metal scattered. Have you ever attempted to pick up all the millions of pieces after a bomb or explosive went off. Or maybe you remember a time you laid under the sky and watched fireworks explode just above you. Shortly thereafter you see all these small floating pieces of ash or remnants of the explosion drifting to the ground. Have you ever tried to collect them all and put them back into the firework shell and relight?   I know that sounds like an absolutely  ridiculous question. How could one possible ever even attempt to gather up every fragment after an explosion, and even if the impossible somehow became possible and you were able to contain all the fine pieces, how would you ever be able to put the millions of fragments back together just as perfectly as before to insure another safe firework is ready to launch again? Yet, as impossible as it seems to repair such damage after being exposed to such great force I find myself dangling here in the unknown trying to figure it out.  I know who I was, but she is no longer here. I don't even know who she is. Its waking up to a black slate each day and not even knowing where to start your day or how to finish it. In addition just like with every big explosion there are shock waves, and make no mistake I found myself stuck in shock......