Your life’s so broken

Scattered pieces over the years.

Remember the words spoken,

Fractured moments and the hours?

Start the clock,

Mend your life

Before you turn

Mentally sick.

There’s no time to waste.

Nothing to contemplate.

Stitch your life,

Back to size.

It’ll never be same,

The way you claim

What’s left is best,

For that’s what you get when you hit next!

~Trilok R~

Written as a song. Sometime might get this tuned 🙂