When there's too much,
Too many scattered pieces to my life,
I build Legos by the instructions.
A comfort to me,
Like when I would play Legend of Zelda with the walkthrough,
And find every weapon,
Every hidden heart.
There's a peace to being told what to do.
I hate that.
The little kid who pilfered pieces from Lego sets to build creations of his own
Save it for later.
Right now, I go step by step,
Brick by brick,
And find my way back to the elusive heart.