Fragmented

He says he's stuck in the past
With all his memories overwhelming him
But I know not how to help him
Although I wish to do whatever it takes
I know not how to help him
Of these teary eyes
And weary soul
This broken heart
And bleeding wrists
Resorting to smoking
His pain wafting away

Away from us
So far away
There his soul is long gone
Who am I to love now?
Bit by bit,
Piece by piece,
Little by little
It all falls apart
Shredding to pieces
Leaving us all broken

Broken to pieces
Shards of glass piercing our hearts
Needles being poked in our eyes
But here we are,
Feeling untouched
For the pain of guilt,
The pain of not being able to save him,
Drowns us all

~ Shezlin Dinesh

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