Friday, October 16, 2015

Dressed in Black

It's been a while since I was scattered, since you gave up on me, since I was fractured. My heart took its time to heal as life crawled back to my buried spirit, the spirit you didn't bother to look after when you left. The love inside converted to a motivating hatred so I can destroy all your barriers which prevented me from taking the last devoted piece of me when I was blinded by your bittersweet presence.They say I'm weak, helpless however deep there they know the storm that howls a desperate me into a whirl of revenge, probably searching for another way, another place, to escape, to begin, to be finally granted the peace I need.You were everything, how funny is now? You became nothing. I still remember your malicious smile when you fare welled me claiming return. Did I miss the way you looked then? Or did I deserve imprisoning my innocent heart between the heaven and hell of your perishable love. Oh, I don't know! How could I when the last part of my mind was possessed by contrition and sorrow... Simply you dressed me in black, biting the dust and covering the wounds by...by a blissful absence.
©2015-Raya Ayman