“Why” Khatoon Hazara ||| 1:33pm sat. 4.6.19

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“Why” Khatoon Hazara ||| 1:33pm sat. 4.6.19

Let me be please

I don’t have anyone

Even if the clouds tend to claim me

And even if the moon says I’m his daughter 

Let me be please

I don’t have anyone

And my mind tends to roam in places it doesn’t belong

And I know I have a tendency to play pretend

Make believe in the writers den

But let me be please

This is my reality and

I don’t view it as anything but mine

And its mine alone

I don’t really have a home

I just need someplace where I can shelter my soul

So let me be

Just let me be please

Let me sweat my stories

And let me write my poetry

Everything in my head is getting too much for me

And all the voices I keep hearing

And all the tablets I keep taking

And all the pills I keep ingesting 

And all this cough syrup surrounding me

Keeps on turning into gas 

And keeps on never looking back

Just let me be please

This is my reality

So let me think

Let me live

Let me run this world of mine

I can see you 

At the end of this tunnel and I can’t seem to find a way out of my predicament

This house that I am under

Shelters me in some way

And just the other night I had a talk with someone whom I find to be the wisest of her age

She told me that energy is best spent when you’re ready and she thinks I’m

Potentially ready for my solution 

She says she has faith that I will build a better life for myself

Whatever path that may lead me to

Whatever words I’m gonna have to say

Whatever thoughts I’m gonna have to think

Just to get me to that special place

Inside my mind

I’m gonna dream it out into the night

And when the world awakens the next morning

They’re gonna find that they’ve got bigger fish to fry

And I never thought about the consequences but I won’t have to 

I’ll just know what they are when I look into the sky coz the sun already told me what to expect and why

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Reviews

[HB Rita]

Seems like you are wondering with loneliness to escape from the place you are living in the present. Not only mental distortion, but also Physical suffering is obvious here. Brilliant poem.