The Cold of a Timeless WinterA Poem by Fahmida MehreenAfter a rough night, these are the thoughts I could accumulate before starting another day, without knowing what this day holds for me.
Some days I don't feel like waking up.
Some days I don't feel like seeing the light. Some days I don't feel like hearing anything. Some days I don't feel like looking at the mirror. Some days I don't feel like feeling alive. Because, I cannot live through another living nightmare. I cannot fight the darkness within. I cannot stop the loudest cries in silence. I cannot stand to watch the lines of tears hiding behind the make up and the contour. I cannot make sense of life.
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