Tuesday, March 1, 2022

To The Ground

 




The emptiness ... the loneliness

Tasteless life ... endless gaffe 

Eagerness to perish ... madness

Blurry vision and everything is dark

Step by step to drown in my heartbreak 

Is there a way to go back ? 

Hesitation ... suffocation 

Dissatisfaction ... I don't belong here

Valediction ... I don't want stay here 

I am not meant to be here 

I can't stand 

Is it the end ? 

My head under water , I am not breathing 

Suffering ! Suffering !

I felt deserted ... ignorance

I closed my eyes ... no resistance 

I smelled death ...allowance 

Suffering ! Suffering !

The tears keep falling down 

The hopes are going down 

The chances keep turning me down

To the ground .

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

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