My friend, my sister
I wish I could genuinely call you my friend
It’s like you got a hold of
The world’s Heaviest lorry and
Ran it across my heart, soul and spirit,
Because my body feels just fine,
I loved you so much,
We had spent years of peace and
Happy friendship before this
I don’t know what got into you.
It’s like beauty turned you into a monster.
You crushed my entire being
And I could have hated you,
But I was too hurt to hate you,
What I felt within was beyond
What Tears could hold
You made me a laughing stock,
You put every other person before me,
You are the real definition of
Beauty is pain
As everyone laughed at me,
I wondered how you could
Stand there and watch them
You watched them bully me,
Humiliate me and make me
Feel so little of
myself ,
In that very moment,
My love for you melted
Like a cube of sugar dropped
Into a cup of hot tea.
You know the worse part?
I had to pass by your bed every day,
See your face of betrayal and
Try not to drag you to the floor
And scream at you and ask you
Why you did me dirty.
But guess what?
I didn’t.
You know what that’s called girl?
Self-esteem.
Rather, I found solace in my new town
My paper town,
With my paper soul,
And my paper heart,
Paper people within my paper town,
That would rather tear into sheds,
Than break me like you did me
There!
I learnt not to trust people,
Outside my paper town,
And I also learnt that,
Beauty can be the most deadly
Thing that can happen to a person.
Ekab Takon
17/6/2017
8:47pm
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