tragedies
I can hear them talking,
distant voices
though I’m near,
swerved from my body
please stop this blast
words interweaved with other words
a pain that grew hands
and is messing with my brain
words becoming places
people, walls and a catastrophe
Im put in the middle
living the stories they are telling
unable to move
I cry and shout
but my body is unaffected
the pain gets under my skin
and now I hold it too
he touched you through her skin
the pain says
he raped you through her body
the pain says,
and he tortured you with the same way he tortured her
your incapability to do anything
say something if you dare
fear interrupts
in the darkness
I remembered a wish i once made
this is just the beginning
these stories ill hold them in my heart
like a treasure you so dear
racha chafik
Sun 1st Apr 2018 16:15
Thank you andy