A piece of me, a peaceful me

So, what new stuff am I going to be hauling that nobody else has, with respect to human struggles? Well, it's all about that one missing piece that is conveniently invisible. We all end up braving like hunters amidst dense vegetation that hardly allows a blink of clear sight.
I have so often questioned the universe besides myself about the reasons for the constant emotional pits that I keep tripping into as though it was a habit, until I just decided to stop climbing once. I simply lay there and decided to experience the dark. I seemed to choke in imaginary horror that most often wrenched my heart.
Days passed and I delighted at the fact that I survived but I wanted to feel alive. The pit was still my world. Bathing myself in hymns of divine glory, I didn't scream looking up.
A little glow worm warmly sat on my nose tip and I could see the light show casing something that appeared as an incredible craft to be witnessed soon. So it did and it wasn't a pit anymore but a wonder to look into and many wishfully wanted to glow in the glimpse. When asked about how, I simply responded with my missing piece that sculpted this and what was that anyway?
Well, you need to clearly break to know the missing piece and once you do, you will see your ' peaceful me' .