Band-aids

'I'm no longer a whole;
just fragments of a soul.

My life is no longer red or yellow or blue;
all that's left is a greyish hue.

But,
my soul will be whole once again
and my life will be filled with sunshine and rain.

Till then,
words will be my escape, my solace
from all these tears, bruises and pain.'

~~~

I guess, we are all fragmented souls.

And hopefully, in the end, the broken souls will become whole again.

Cover credits to @kalyonthe (her works are really awesome; do check them out!)