The scattered pieces of my, utopia, they’re lost, and won’t ever be, found, ‘cuz you’re, gone…
The scattered pieces of my, utopia, I thought I’d found heaven and love, and it actually, wasn’t. I didn’t know what I was, searching for, until it’d, HIT me in the face, and it’d, hurt!!!
what it was from, before…image from online, so ideally, beautiful…image from online

The scattered pieces of my, utopia, life’s, broken completely, everything’s, no longer, together, my world fell, apart. I’d forgotten how to smile, to laugh.
The scattered pieces of my, utopia, I’d forced myself, to pick up these, jagged, broken parts that seared through my flesh, making me bleed, to remember, how it was before, or how something so good ended up, hurting me so bad, I really couldn’t, tell.
I’d scattered these pieces of my, utopia, allowed the storms to wash it all away, the waves to swallow everything down, and I’d, left it, for good.
and, look at it now! Totaled!!! Illustration from online

My utopia no longer, existed, so why would I need to, hang on to it so tightly???