Writer
Day 4
Everyday is a new story
A different mood latching onto you.
Today is one of those miserable days
Where you don’t feel good about anything.
You just want to break down
and weep out loud.
Look up at the walls
and hold back those tears from falling down.
Guess it’s okay to feel sad and weak
Now and then
It is just a boo day,
Tomorrow I will be better again.
Tears of blood
Etching my soul, carving my being
Overwhelming feelings consume me
Deep-rooted in misery, dreams of the past ruin me.
An ocean of emotional overflow
Words of poetry breed the beast in me
The fight against forsakenness will soon end
Till then the path towards solace continues.
A delicate soul.
Crush it not with the miseries of the world.
Give it warmth, love, and attention.
It silently demands for a lot more.
Withering in pain, burning brighter than the flames
It steers clear from emotions.
‘cos it knows it will be drowned in them.
Jealousy pierces like a thousand knives.
So, it decides to turn into a stone.
With tears of ice in its eyes.
We lie, we hide
We worry about being wrong
We wrap the truth in a bed of lies
Avoid the realities of life.
We shatter with the truth
We try to escape
Seek easy paths
Alas, you are up for disappointment.
Nuraine Sadaf 