You did good,
You did great,
Do not be upset, my love
You found the one,
With that "ugly" face!
Maybe I am not good,
Or great per se.
You tried to be beautiful, right?
What happened to it, I ask till today!
Some things are right...
Some things never change,
You had to leave,
While I stayed!
Clearing the mess, you made
With that stupid face!
Troubling the people around,
Like always!
These marks on my neck,
Those cuts on my back,
Describes a place I have been to..
Many times, with grace!
That utter silence,
& those bitter-sweet swords,
Had cut my throat,
Thousand times before!
Exhausted,
Tired,
Bursting into this rage,
I cracked it, finally…
Saw my face in those pieces.
Small and big
One and millions
Sharp like blade
My mirror showed me,
What I am today!