Crawl Into Me

Scattering into broken pieces Of debris, My life has become a black painting Of nothingness, Within myself I see, You concealing me, I feel droplets of misery Crawling into me, to simply become… Me… I wonder if my tears Could water the eternal desiccation, That fills my life with hopelessness… When will “I” reappear? Nothing but this undying pain Remains, The memories I thought would Never die… Have killed the happiness… And have gone away, Like eternity, My sorrowfulness is my days, Is my dreams, is my prevailing thoughts, is Everything that creates my life… It’s me… Rage flows in my veins, Like boiling blood; I’ve become an explosion Of resentment… Like a volcano of red, burning hatred, All these particles of my sorrow, Crawl into me, Triggering a reflection Of the person I don’t want to be… The Me in me… Crawl into me… The person I was, The person that you were… The person I want you and me to be… “Farah,” The calling of my name revived me From talking to my shadow, “Farah, go to sleep...You have school tomorrow!” My mom yelled… Before switching off the lights, I glanced at my shadow again With tears in my eyes, And quietly muttered, “Crawl into me...”