The sting of tears behind my eyes
Even as I try to fight them back
A few pour through
I scramble to find my phone
To blog
Because if I don't
I will break
I will crack
I will fall apart
Right here
Right now
And there is just not enough space
And not enough time
To do that right this second
And my poor heart
Told once more
"Hold on"
Holds on
Some more...
It's coming up for me
The tears that I left uncried
The grief that I left unfelt
The horror
The pain
Of Gaza
It's coming up again...
There are faces
Seared in my mind
Living faces
Holding the dead they once loved
Broken
Both the living and the dead
And me witness
And me helpless
I am a healer
I heal pain
To witness it inflicted
With such cruelty
And carelessness
And a world sitting by
I cannot wrap my head around
That fact
It is coming up again
In waves
Lest I forget
What I know
What I saw
What happened
What was done
My eyes feel tears
My heart breaks
My
Soul
Weeps
I cannot
Explain
Just
How I feel
I am simply aware
A part of me is irrevocably
B R O K E N
I can only accept
I can only grieve
I can only feel this pain
That I am now aware
Will never
Ever
Actually
Be gone
Ever...
I will find ways to cope
I will hope
And some days
I will laugh
I will eat and breath
And live and love
But I will do it all
With this pain
In my soul
It will never be
Gone
I will see SHAIMA
Everytime
I close my eyes
And countless more
In my waking moments
And in my sleep
I will feel the soft skin
And the laughter that no longer rings
And the only thing to keep me company
Is the awareness that is all too real
They are gone
And I was witness to it
I am in pain
And will be until my last breath
Gaza
My soul weeps for you
My heart aches
The tears fall
Will always fall
For you
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