Injustice

One day I will be in death's cart
With each part lying apart
From head to toe
Sunk in sand
And the remaining pieces
Somewhere on the land
Waiting for an arm
To put me back
As I was... Few mins back
Oh please dear! Don't ask the reason
My death is because of happiness's vision
Which I had begun to find in me
Knowing that one day... I'll never be.