We always lost most precious things in our life, when the things we have to protect become too many.

too many wishes hidden under my bed,
everynight when i try to sleep,
they put my head in their lap,
and sing lullabies to me,

too many wishes hidden under my bed,
when i try to wake up,
they,like growing vines,,
cover my whole body and face,

too many wishes hidden under my bed,
whenever i try to be happy,
they show up their wicked smile,
to remind me of things i dont have,

too many wishes hidden under my bed,
whenever i try to move on,
they chain my feet like those heavy iron chains,
and i am a prisoner to those unwanted yet badly wanted wishes,,,,,
-memoona kazmi

It's been long enough now
And enough has been said
Apologies and forgiveness passed back and forth
Like folded middle school notes
Yet here I am

"Ouch, I just bit my cheek."

As I let my rods and cones
Intercept the
Lies and smoke
The electrons radiating from my
Squared, glowing palm

I sigh
And attempt to release stagnant regret
As my mouth fills with the taste
Of
Metal