hurt.
my heart hurts when the wrong words are spoken and the words don't..... stop.
pain.
i feel it deep, like no other, piecing my veins until a......pop.
penetrating the depths of my existence, why am i here? don't tell me. i dont wanna hear it.
lies
you said you'll love me for my heart, but dont you come near it
reason
my purpose is yet to be exposed like the, dark, long black hair, of the one who wear the hijab.
reason.
my purpose is to what? to be loved and be lied to.
pain
defining my person. my past present and my future. possessing anything good is no longer in my nature
dark
morning when the sun is shining at its brightest, birds calling me to take on the day, but the request is denied
blocked of all sunrays, no beams shine thru.
heart... like my room.
cold and dark, empty and....
my heart is heavy, i cant seem to see past...
pain.
how to deal with
pain
how to live past the
hurt
life
purpose..... my purpose
what is my purpose
reason
what is my reason for my pain
no pointing fingers, but baby you are the one to blame
before... there once was a time when i was... full of life... full of purpose,  sunrays, and positivity . you took it from me...
and i take it back
with every fiber of my being i reclaim the happy me
pain
can only be felt, it  grabbed me aggressively and carressed  me
i thought i was ok
to feel
pain....
i no longer feel the pain from you
but from the generation who yet has to feel
your... pain