Fragility

You're wondering if I'm broken
Ok then, yes, I'm broken
As the splitting ground who thirsts,
Waiting in a daze as mirages dance,
Shivering despite the sunshine
Tearing deeper through me
Are those who push their luck,
For there's nothing here,
I'm dry, empty, and broken

You want to ask, am I broken?
Well, of course, broken
As a shattered glass
Once holding a sweeter wine
With twinkling screams I hit the floor
And flowing from my severed body
Leaked trust for the hand of my master

If I'm broken
It must be the betrayal
Of time's end to those
Who had wished to make amends,
As well as the victims of such regrets
Time knows no limits,
Yet our limit is time.

If I'm broken
It's with shed tears
From wounds that no stitch can sew,
Wondering in pain whether healing
Will arrive before hopeless resignation