Aisha Abdelfatah Poet Rhyme

Break

When will this end?
In an hour, a day, how much time will it take?
How long will it take for this broken spirit to mend?
Why do I fake?
Why do I pretend?
Won't it only worsen the ache?
Because in the end,
There is no escape.
No means for me to defend
Now all there is left is to break...

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Abdul Malik Mandani February 18, 2015 at 7:15 PM You haven't seen nothing yet. Life is cruel. But then.....Life is beautiful too. It's how you look at it. Hang in there. See the big picture. Don't stand too close to your problem--You'll get cross-eyed! Aisha Abdelfatah February 19, 2015 at 4:24 AM It's hard not too stand too close to it if it's everywhere I look.