The epigraph is an original poem by James Frey about a Young
Man who broke "something" into "a million little pieces."
He asks for help and is told: "It can't be fixed […] It's broken beyond
repair. It's in a million little pieces."
That's bleak, huh? The million little pieces could represent
James's life before rehab.
This guy pretty much did everything he could to break everything: himself, his friendships, his
parents, his relationships, public property. He broke rules for the sake of
breaking rules. And maybe he felt like that was his destiny: to be a
rule-breaking failure. If that's the case, the rest of the novel is a slow
crawl away from
the despair of the epigraph.