Reflecting The Truth

Three years

One piece there
Another one here

Lying on the ground
Shattered everywhere

Colours faded
Light is dark

It was cut by the glass
That you held

In those hands that
Everyday I saw

Twice ripped out of its hood
The hood has become transparent

It aches so bad
Pain everyday

The pieces give pain
But don't join

It's strength had become its weakness
You know I was just broken

The glue to join it has gone
Being the one who had it thrown.