The Missing Piece of Jigsaw

Are we sent to this world to search for the missing piece to solve the incomplete jigsaw given by God? I'm wondering.

That feeling of incompleteness, in return, giving rise to the feeling of insecure.

Everyday,
day after day, the haunting feeling of fear for insecure
keeps on rewinding...
once, twice, again and again.
'Til the end of our life.

Is the dream we're chasing after
will hold the key to fill up
the emptiness,used to belong to that missing piece of jigsaw.