Live like there’s no tomorrow,
Work like you don’t need the money,
Love like you’ll never get hurt,
Dance as if no one is watching.
Live like there’s no tomorrow,
Work like you don’t need the money,
Love like you’ll never get hurt,
Dance as if no one is watching.
My heart hurts
Tired
Aching
Straining to understand
Why you are so cruel
To me
Why
What did I do?
I never hurt you
I only cared for you
But you are a monster
Leave me alone
Stop
Telling
Lies
Go away
I want to be free
Leave me be!
Verbal and physical attacks no longer bother me. What bothers me is that people don’t have a sense of understanding. A sense of caring. A sense of compassion. Not the false sense of compassion, but actual compassion. Not a false sense of caring, but actual caring. Not a false sense of understanding, but a real, […]
Does it get easier as time passes? They say time is the healer of all things Yet I am still waiting a lifetime later Zainab Bint Husain
https://reflectionsofataalibah.wordpress.com/2016/01/19/pain/
She trusted her She confided in her She had faith in no one but her She was her world Her champion M o t h e r When did she raise her hand? When did her voice get so loud? Why is no one stopping her? Torn, battered, bruised Please Mother other ther her […]
https://reflectionsofataalibah.wordpress.com/2016/01/15/her-mother/
So many apologies But it doesn’t make sense Back and forth, here we go again I hurt you but you hurt me Does that make us equal in some sense? I never meant it, but neither did you Then why are we both hurting? Why is the ache still there? Did I forgive you like […]
https://reflectionsofataalibah.wordpress.com/2015/10/14/hurt/
It’s silly, but when I was younger I used to have a fridge magnet that summed up my very-picky social life. The writing on it said “Friends Are The Family We Choose For Ourselves”, and I used to smile from ear to ear every time I read those words. My definition of a best friend […]
http://muslimwords.com/2015/08/14/breaking-up-with-a-friend-why-its-the-hardest-breakup-of-all/
I Pretended Not To Notice
I pretended not to notice the color
of his eyes; or the way he would
glance past me when I caught him
looking at me.
I pretended not to notice when his eyes
promised me the stars.
I pretended not to notice the joy
apparent in his eyes at the sight of
his child asleep next to me.
I pretended not to notice when his eyes
noticed someone else.
I pretended not to notice the
disappointment in the eyes looking
back at me from my mirror.
I pretended not to notice those eyes
filled with tears.
I pretended not to notice…..because my
soul could take no more.