When you’ve been torn into a thousand scraps,
The records of which your mind constantly recaps,
It’s these tiny pieces that’ll fill all your gaps,
Your heartbeat shouts – it’s not yet all wraps!
The feeling of unsettlement that’s had you on a chase,
The tears that stream down your face,
The splash of which will awaken your inner grace,
You will learn again of a warm embrace!
The events leading to an anxiety in your mind,
An uncertain depression of an irreparable kind,
Channel it to a deep yearning to envision the blind,
With love and care, form a soulful bind.
The gloomy fire inside you making you burn,
The flames suffocating you to the point of no return,
Kindle it to guide you to the desired home turn,
At times, only from deep grief do happiness you learn!
When you’ve been torn into a thousand scraps,
The records of which your mind constantly recaps,
It’s these tiny pieces that’ll fill all your gaps,
Your heartbeat shouts – it’s not yet all wraps!
