Depression

“I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is. I don’t know. Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep…

Dedication

She believed in angels, in starry nights and rainbow coloured dreams. She believed in smiles, in flying bears and bright pink fairies. She believed in love, in joyful giving and warm glowing togetherness. This little dove, In a dress stained crimson and cheeks lacking skin, What does she believe now, as she lies strewn over the battle field? Dedicated to the Ahmadis and the people…

If

If life were a curtainwould you hide with mebehind the dark folds,away from red-eyed you? If life were a deskwould you help meput away my fears,in the deepest drawer? If life were a classroomwould you expect meto solve wiselyall the difficult questions? If life were realwould you try me,as each day you do,for every mistake? If life were my ownWould you grudge meeven that bit,what…

She

She believes it was trust That brought her here. To this life of nightly horrors When the world seems to stand still And gaze at her desecration. She fell in love one day, The love when all else becomes just a chimera. They sought a world of their own, So she set off with him. He disappeared in the darkness With a bagful of riches.…