Saturday, 13 July 2013

Naseeha and Futility

If I took words that I
Was too weak to say
And said them anyway
If I cried and wrote poetry
If I tried
How much would be enough
I gave it everything I had this time
She told me to speak on a human level
How much more human could you get
I've ripped scabs off old wounds
Just so you can see they exist
I gave it my all
It feels like deep
Inside somethings bleeds
I gave it my all
If it isn't enough
Then I'm afraid
That there is nothing
Else I could do

1 comment:

  1. This piece really means a lot to me right now as I am facing a difficulty...and I just wish I knew the right words to say....
    May Allah help us sis.