Afiqah 1h

I got to breathe
maybe just not the same
like when the stars
take its little peep past daylight
bringing soft little cheers
to raise the love in our souls
to synchrony
and I think that’s why
there is no scar in happiness
to show
how our hearts ache
for deep storms and thunders
to come through and
keeps us loving the risk
of being found in each other

-a.

Afiqah 4d

it was that little piece
of heaven and hell
in between
that made this almost heart
fucking sigh
from constant late nights
to warm, gushing confessions
and pure comfort
as we spread and unload
our battles evenly
to the wild, violent side of the moon  

-a.

Afiqah 5d

they just stood,
dependably
rooted to their ground
killing the state of our mental vice
into such sinful cries
and
what has kept us breathing since
feels almost dead by now
how can we not leave our rooms
so soberly sad
to such peculiar repellency
that lives within in our souls too

-a.

Afiqah 6d

sometimes
we tend to cling our souls,
desolately,
to the same kind of salvation
one that made our hearts flicker
and beat anxiously
one that stroked our pinpricked walls
with their assuring hands
smearing over
the right shade of blue
however,
the bitter truth remains
since
letting go
has never been
my best kind of caliber

-a.

Afiqah 6d

I wonder
who are you today
do you still see
the same constellations
the one our souls had a name for
I wonder
how many nights did it take for you
to calm this beautiful chaos
we created over our almost hearts  
do you ever get stranded
laying on your own bed
battling sleep right before the dark
gets heavily thick
than it ever was
most of all,
I wonder how our souls looked like
since we last spoke before
the ink spills
and they do the talking

-a.

Afiqah 7d

I have homes in people,
in memories,
in places
and I tend to visit the past
sometimes,
a little too often
then struggled miserably over
such ungainly sadness
I might have always been the one
who loved more in the beginning
yet,
half of my heart still carries your name
like an open wound
that coils finely to yours

-a.

Afiqah Jun 19

it was always hidden
in the welcoming smell of rain
no matter
how soft and quiet
or how heavy and stormy
they came
in all sorts of drizzle
either way,
nothing else could beat
to the wild, lingering, raw sound of it
and
to feel you through
my flawed skin
over again

-a.

Afiqah Jun 18

tell me,
where do hearts go
without them breaking too loudly
after baring one’s soul
terrifyingly,
killing their only gut
but ended up writing letters
to one’s self
where can we reset
such one-sided emotion
before the demons take over
the walk with us
to their hellish pit

-a.

Afiqah Jun 18

what else could be more
terrifying
than to know
that every beginning now
mirrors and consumes
this almost heart
into something frightening
and never lasting?

-a.

It's PartOne of #wordchallenge I came up with for the word
"terrify"
Afiqah Jun 17

it was in his
soft smile
that played on his lips
and I knew,
I was next in line
to finally learn how to waltz
with his demons
tugging through
such silent, wakeful nights
where our hearts stood unquiet
but loved the hardest

-a.

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