Parts of me are shattered,
And pieces that complete me are missing.
I try to run away from this dark dungeon,
But the darkness always follows and haunts me.
Every time I try to get up,
I trip and face the ground again.
I never know day and night,
For everything is lost in this deep hole.
But my memories are still afresh,
And makes me survive.
I pray for those old days,
Cherished inside, all this while.
And I hope that I’d escape this, someday,
To live a life wholesome with you!