Wreckage

I’m sifting through the wreckage that is my life
I can’t seem to find what I am looking for
Salvation?
Comfort?
A pain-free existence?
Everything is in jagged pieces
A veritable mess
Almost unrecognizable
There’s nothing to turn to
Nothing to lessen my pain
Nothing to take it away
Your time has come before it has come
Because of this, I am furious
I am holding my breath
Why was I denied my happy ending?