May I splinter away from myself break into whole units and live in each with perfection!

It’s not my wish to walk intoxicated; to live for never is not my choice.

Unaware about my surrounding, unconscious I live, for I am in oblivion.

May my pains remain with me, I won't utter, I express it not.

Let my pains remain with me.

Let my pains remain with me, I won't utter, I express it not.

A portion of life, every moment gets torn out of me hurting, and flees away.

My heart itself is a wound, no medicine can cure it It deepens further if stared at, and hurts more if touched.

This ME made whole by combining countless fragments could not live in any one part with complete ease.