HOME - By Sylvia Salima


My face seems brighter: my heart seems heavy

My wounds seems to get deeper: my emotions seems to get hidden

I am tired : I feel like  I am in a never ending race

My tears are endless: my beauty seems to fade like a jug

Am done: am gone: am living in a house which does not: feel like home.

- Written by: Sylvia Salima

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