Dark Sunrise (Recommended) Poem by Ridah Ellahi

I look down at myself,
The red liquid covers my feet.
Do I consider myself victorious,
When I have actually tasted defeat?

I raise my hands to my face,
The blood forms a line down my arms.
Didn’t mean for it to end this way.
Didn’t intend to cause any harm.

Now that it’s all over,
I do not feel deprived.
For the memory is still fresh in my mind,
Of the endless nights I have cried.

I take a step forward,
And look down at his still self.
Not thinking about the past or future,
Not thinking about anything else.

Sitting close to him,
I recall the warmth he once gave.
No! I will not let my sentiments take over.
I will not cave.

The hand that once protected me,
I now hold in mine.
A mere glimpse of the past,
Sends shivers down my spine.

The ice starts to melt.
My tears start to fall.
They can’t hide anymore,
Behind the steel wall.

I spread my arms wide,
Waiting for him to come hold me.
Listening desperately to the sound,
Of the three words he never told me.

I raise my eyes and look at the bird,
That now flies home.
Wish I could fly away.
Wish I could be alone.

I hold on to the hope,
That the gold light will help me flee.
Will cut through the black blanket,
And will finally set me free.

I look up at the sky,
As tears pinch my eyes.
What was supposed to be my freedom,
Turned out to be a dark sunrise.