unwiring my mind
Anger my fuel… I am ashamed to admit this but yeah, anger fuels me… Not always but at times like this. Today my ex called me… How are you doing? do you miss me? – I am fine I said, and no, I don’t miss you. The truth is I Don’t miss him… I do …
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Here we go again … Healing is messy they say right? I’m upset with myself more than I am about your right hook. Damn it… How didn’t I see you? Like really see you? I am growing out my hair long again … Isn’t that growth? Isn’t that healing? That I don’t see your face …
The nightfall came and the darker it got outside the more Amira grew anxious. She knew Farid was still mad at her. She was never one to fear the dark at night, not until she knew that the dark did not only bring the stars out at night but also that’s when Farid’s demons came …
So what?? I should be thankful and grateful that you came home to fuck and not cheat? So I should just be grateful ha? Ignore the stank of alcohol Ignore that its 4 am ha? A quickie you said instead you left now 2 hours later! Ignore the fact I had to get up put …
At nights… In the quiet midnight… From afar I hear a car pass if I don’t have headphones to block the noise… A tiny stone lifted by the wind hits my window or it could be a poor little bug trying to get inside from the cold wind… Still, there is no talking sense to …
Days like this I need someone…extra pair of arms to wrap around me like a blanket warm and solid. There is no shame in wanting and needing someone. But I am yet to be strong enough to stand my ground should those arms turn into a fist… Or not crumble and fall… Who is to …
Nolosheyda ba tahay you are my life he said, so I guess he was suicidal when he held the knife on my throat swearing up and down how he would gut me way before any sound dared to escape my body. I was his life he said. I love you Ku yeh… Iyaah? Huuno indho …
Sunday, March 4th. 18 Love at 03 am You let yourself in and surprised I am not to see you hovering over the bedside. After all its Saturday. You love me too much to stay away on weekends… And since I am still Legally yours… You show yourself in. Is it ludicrous to Hope though? …
