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naifa aboali Mar 2015
My body is ****** but not pure,
My troubles rely within myself but never are shown
Someone lead me the way to success for I am lost within failure
Dig for me, for I am buried in my dreams
Listen to my silent cries for help
Read my mind
Help
naifa aboali Apr 2016
Troubled eyes in disguise
lips spilling lies
long nights , silent cries
only living for the highs
all we do is categorize
left to agonize
in the mirror, you criticize
slowly to dehumanize
trying to normalize
dreams of going past those starry skies
oh those starry skies, oh those starry skies
it's okay because eventually
everything ... everything dies
naifa aboali Mar 2016
These monotonous people
This unintelligible life
you're all in a play
and you're the actors
doomed to pretend for the rest of your lives
as you grow , so does your repentance
those invisible chains they put on your ankles feel cold , dont they ?
your words become scripted
oblivious to reality
your a puppet
they watch you dance the dance of desolation
lock away your poor soul till you've reached your quietus
your human qualities become government regulations
forever inhibited
forever astray
These monotonous people
This unintelligible life
naifa aboali Nov 2017
He holds me tightly
i feel like I'm in love and in jail
He kisses me softly
i feel like I'm in and in jail
He strokes my hair blissfully
i feel like I'm in love and in jail
Oh the love , Oh the pain
naifa aboali Jan 2017
The emptiness lies beneath my laugh
my tears are behind the eyes of this actress of a girl
pretending to be living when she is dead
naifa aboali Jan 2016
she was yellow
she was filled with sunflowers and sunshine
she slowly started to manifest into a faded orange
she was fall, she was a tasty bitter orange
she then sprouted a color of blue
she was the ocean , she was the sky, she was sapphire
over night she became grey
she was the moon , she was the clouds on a rainy day

she was yellow
now
*she is grey
naifa aboali Nov 2015
Im trapped in a dead body
A mind of insanity
And a soul of hope
My brain has rotted in the ground of American humanity
I am lost on the depths of normalization
I’m tired
I’m broken
I’m the living dead
naifa aboali Jan 2016
These thoughts , Oh these thoughts
how they try to corrupt me
they silence me
they scare me
my skull is going to burst
my dark thoughts have fallen in love with me
they won't leave my side
they crave me
These thoughts ,Oh these thoughts
they never let me rest
they have unlocked the gates of hell in my mind 
they love to torture me
These thoughts, oh these thoughts
how they love me so
they hold me tightly
i'm being held hostage
they choke me
they need me
these thoughts Oh, these thoughts
they're my stalker
they know me like no other
they are every tear i shed
they haunt my mind
they are forever
These thoughts, Oh these thoughts  

n.a.
naifa aboali Feb 2015
I'm tired of being alive
I'm tired of not wanting to be alive
I'm tired of having responsibilities
I'm tired of pretending like everything is okay
I'm tired of going to a house that 'im suppose to call my “home ” but it’s not that at all
Its a roof over my head to keep me warm but not to keep me sane
I'm insane
I'm tired of thinking i'm insane
I'm tired of arguing
I'm tired of having to put in headphones to block out the world
I'm tired of living in a world where money is the number one priority because without money you have nothing
I'm tired of the world
i'm tired of writing about my feelings
I'm tired of hiding my feelings
I'm tired of feelings
I'm tired of thinking
I'm tired of breathing
I'm tired of being tired ..

-n.a.
naifa aboali Jan 2016
To be free*
i will need to
**** this mind , ****** it , throw it down the stream of melancholia
tear these dramatic thoughts apart , make them yell like they made me inside
stab these tears , i want nothing to do with them
make them cry
break this heart , replace it with a ice cold diamond
leave my old body to rot in a ground surrounded by a million fresh daisies
take my soul somewhere it can sway with rhythms of wind
where it can sing till bursts into thousand stars
let me take my first real breathe of joy and euphoria
set me free


n.a.
naifa aboali Apr 2016
you grow to be this stranger
your reflection is no longer you
it's what others say that is you
your reflection is nothing but judgments
you become this walking opinion
filled with emptiness
your a balloon and all you want to do is explode out of your body
run away from not only this nonsensical earth but you wanna run away from yourself
your thoughts haunt your head
and you become comfortable with these feelings that it almost becomes frightening , you live your life a controlled zombie and no one understands and no one will ever understand
you don't even understand
you are a stranger to yourself
naifa aboali Dec 2015
She gazes up at the sky through the car window wanting nothing but to disappear
she is overwhelmed with sadness
her sadness is hidden
she wears a mask of makeup and a smile

n.a.
naifa aboali Feb 2016
She is blue like the sea
staring into her eyes is like staring into a black whole in space  
empty but with great mystery
her mind is her home
She laughs at the thought of existence
Then sheds a tear

N.a.
naifa aboali Apr 2016
look behind those black curtains my love
look reality in the eyes with courage and hope
sow up the cracks that your thoughts left in your head
leave the past and the past will leave you
worry not , you are filled with greatness and peace
spread it my love
fight the world that once fought you
and if your arms get tired
simply let them rest
stop trying to control a mind with no remote
let it  flow
let it be
your crying to the deaf
they'll never hear you
naifa aboali Feb 2016
Your mind wanders in a maze of insanity
Your silence is deathly
thoughts riot your brain
you stare at this stranger in the mirror everyday
apparently their your "reflection"
your aware of your flaws and scared of your future
you will die misunderstood  
you are the bottom of the ocean
you are a walking question mark
you are the missing puzzle piece of your only puzzle
you are your own enemy and your own hero
your existence is only temporary and that it what is saving you
naifa aboali Mar 2016
Hear the lifeless yawn
hear the tic toking of the clocks that surround you
you're in constant rewind
a cycle of mediocre living
you are a puppet
naifa aboali Mar 2016
we're all lost here
we're all mad here
we're all tired here
we're all here
until one day , we disappear
be patient
wait your turn
sell your soul and watch it burn
soon you'll learn
be patient
wait your turn
we're all lost here
we're all mad here
we're all tired here
we are all not here
naifa aboali Jun 2018
excuse me while i slip in to something a little more comfortable
a costume of the average dead eyed pretending human being
excuse me while i enter a world where the outcasts are looked at as monsters and the real monsters are disguised as leaders and role models
everyone is a doppelganger of everyone
naifa aboali Nov 2015
She longed to just disappear into into wind
What a beautiful bliss that would be for her
She craves the feeling of freedom
She lived her life as a controlled machine
She longed to just disappear
What a beautiful bliss
Her eyes scream for her
She is nothing but a beating heart and a controlled mind
she is deranged
she is stuck
she is you
we are her  


-n.a

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