Fathimath Farha

Rookie (10th February 1992 / India)

Dying Fears - Poem by Fathimath Farha

My heart aches,
Painful.
My head spin,
Dizzy.

Lonely,
That I am.
Slowly,
I feel myself,
Dying.

Sanity,
Dissolving at each breath
Of air I struggle to take.
I’m dying, I know,
I’m dying.

No longer,
Anyone around.
They had all been
Facades.
Thought they cared,
Yet, here I am,
Alone,
Dying.

Holes,
Mushrooming all over
My memory.
Decay eats up my heart,
It stings.
Tears running,
Dry.
My throat,
Squeezed.
Hurting, I am,
Dying.

Alone,
I scream,
No one hears.
They no longer care.
For now,
I am silently,
Dying,
Alone.
My heart beats,
Slower, for it has,
Lost its reason,
For a steady beat.
They’re all gone, and
I’m left,
Alone.
Dying.

Help!
No….
I’m not to be rescued.
Yet my eyes search,
Through all mist of my
Tears,
For someone, some ray of
Hope,
That maybe someone returned
For me.
But no,
Ha!
I’m finally left
Alone.
Dying.

I smile, I tell myself,
Its alright.
This was what I wanted,
Some time ago, some time,
Alone, but wait.
No!
Not when I’m
Dying!

Who’d listen?
Who had cared?
No one.
None.
Sad.
I am alone.
I am dying.

I close my eyes,
Hearing only my heart,
Beating its drum of life,
Only now, its weak,
Faint, lazy even.
The music is about to end.

And as I took in
My final breath
For life,
The music stopped.
Silence conquered,
Reigning over me.

Alone.
Dead.
Done.


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