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Living A Nightmare – Free Verse

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Living A Nightmare
I cry myself to sleep
Only to wake up
A few hours later
The sky’s still dark
I turn to your side
Extend my hand
To feel your warmth
But all I feel is
The cold mattress
Hasn’t been slept in
It all comes back
The dam breaks
Feelings gush
Suffocating me
The undercurrents
Drown me deeper
Into the abyss
I try to escape
Come up for air
But unable to
Lungs filled with
Memories past
It really hurts
Knowing that
The hands who
Should’ve saved me
Are the same ones
Choking me now
There’s plenty left
Of the cruel night
No end in sight
My nightmares
Embrace me fondly
And yet again
I cry myself to sleep

– Yousuf Bawany, August 2015

Living A Nightmare

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I cry myself to sleep at night
Wake up at two, no sign of light
There’s still so many hours to go
There’s still many demons to fight

I try real hard but nothing takes
Memories break open the gates
Gushing in with an unseen force
Bringing my nightmares in their wake

I gasp for hope to no avail
Lungs faith deprived, all senses fail
Try to hold on to something real
Helpless, blinded, darkness prevails

I sense a glimmer up above
With all my might I push and shove
Knew in my heart you’d come save me
And fill my life with endless love

I rub my eyes, the vision’s clear
You’ve gone too far, no hope is near
These demons are now destiny
With that I shed a single tear

I stare into infinity
To see what life would really be
These scars that I have on my soul
Are your one parting gift to me

I only have dark thoughts to keep
Death’s quite a ways, waters too deep
With nightmares on ‘Play. End. Repeat.’
I cry myself right back to sleep

Yousuf Bawany – August 2015

The Choice Is Yours

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Is it not easy to
Point your finger at me
When you don’t even know
The things that made me be?

Is it not easy to
Spin tall tales and white lies
Shatter the good image
I’ve built in people’s eyes?

Is it not easy to
Place the blame in my rack
I’d rather you kill me
Than stab me in the back?

Is it so hard to be
Kind, honest and caring
Rid our hearts of hatred
Love friends and foes akin?

– Yousuf Bawany, August 2015

Through The Looking Glass

You’re better off with
A glass half full
Than an empty one
Ask someone
Who owns nothing
The value of something
And you’ll know

– Yousuf Bawany, July 2015

Life Without You

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Dunes all around me
No water supply
Thorns pricking my throat
Lips all parched and dry

Where do I find you
Been searching like mad
Mirages in sight
False hope makes me sad

Oasis in front
And no sign of you
Water’s a plenty
Nothing I can do

This thirst that I have
Will quench only when
I drink from you eyes
The sweetness within

Please come back to me
I’m going insane
Vultures closing in
Feasting on my pain

Hope makes an escape
Love’s losing its thrill
Que sera, sera
I’m just lying still

Missing you is now
My true destiny
The days scorching hot
Nights won’t let me be

If that’s what life’s like
After your goodbye
I’d rather let this
Desert suck me dry

– Yousuf Bawany, July 2015

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