The broken pieces.

True. This failure has broken my life to pieces. My life is my study. It was like a black thick cloud has covered the sunshine of my life.

Broken. Shattered to pieces. How could I possibly get up like nothing has ever happened?

The answer is simple. A big fat lie. A lie that told me your life wouldn't be affected much by this. Though, it hurts sometime. To the guardian angel I poured everything. Thanks man for being there.

Now I only pick up several pieces to make another blissful life. The dark pieces? Shall be thrown away and left behind.

May Allah forgive all our sins.