Afghanistan Poem by Tesem Ikima

I feel like Afghanistan
All the friends who helped me through my depression
Have left
I want to leave this body I call home
Rather than wage war with my demons
Strong and mighty
Smiling is equivalent to holding a plane at Kabul.
I fly for a minute
And drop back down into the abyss
Depression you restrict me like the Afghan woman now.
But I will learn to love my body
And I will find my home some day

(Tesem Tellz Ikima 2021)
IG @badman_tellz