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Yesterday something inside me broke even further as if my heavy heart was not already tearing the bridge over the fire apart
My ears attest to kindness and a relationship that is not mine
I sit in the dark sad and lonely waiting for sleep to come
Waiting to refresh my anger
But no amount of anything can now take this pain away
Here I am
This big
Yet this invisible
Utterly and completely useless
I remember mama nagat
Here is part 2 of it
2023
When no one cared …. Really
Ignoring her and allah thought
Your time will come too
Here it is only 20 years earlier
Yesterday I realised I am far
Reels cannot save me, neither can biscuits
And these tears only blur
I am only a filler
Maybe silicone cheap kind too
But I certainly am not … important
I certainly am not clever
That one should stay and whoever told you that doesn’t know anything! They said about me from afar . Conclusion done.
And worse I am not kind
I saw the lady waiting for the gate to open with my id card blatantly glaring
I scream
Because Im sick but No one knows that
Mama nagat was lonlier than me she never ever screamed
She was kind
So I wait to enter that period
Of letting things happen and staying quiet
Things I wish
Someone caring to speak with me
Truly speak with me
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