Tuesday, August 9, 2022

Disconnection

Opening my eyes and wondering how many days I've been disconnected

Neither light nor darkness , day and night collide

Pretending that I haven't slept for centuries in a grave that I dug by myself 

It is a war between resistance and surrender , it is a fight for life 


Suffering has no end 

Forever in underworld 

Mercy is a grace 

Rest in peace 


Numbed with pain 

Paralysis madness 

Broken heart bleeding 

Tears to tears 

Sins to sins 

Disbelief 


There is a void in my soul that only writing can fill 

Am I in the same trap again ? My heart is still ill 

A prison cell without bars we are in , our minds weave a cage 

It is about surviving inside the ruin , it is a loss without damage 


Dying is an extermination 

Living is subordination 

Coming to the conclusion 

Our sorrow is an illusion 


Surrounded by destiny 

White emptiness 

Fallen angel absconding 

From past scars 

To birth in fears 

Grief 

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

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