Wednesday, August 3, 2011

A Poem for Amy

How are we supposed to live
With the weight of the world
tied to our hearts?

When the wind comes
And does not relieve us from the heat
But destroys what we've built?

How are we supposed to live?

When love becomes
A torture chamber
And we're behind enemy lines

How?
How are we supposed to live
When the sound of our own voice
Scares us into silence?

And the idea of tomorrow is no better
Than an unknown phone call

How are we supposed to live
with clipped wings
And flight is no longer an option?

How are we supposed to live
With no air
And care comes in the form of asphyxia

How are we supposed to live?
Walking dead?
Being hunted?
Becoming prey?

How?
How are we supposed to live
when we were never meant to survive?

2 comments:

  1. Sesali you are amazing! your works speak volumes. Keep it up...I am always here as a support system! you go bae!

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  2. i really like that it should get published

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