Heart Of Ink Poem by Lubna Hazeem

I wake up every morning, shaking off a nightmare
It feels as if nothing had ever changed

A ghost behind the curtains, your face had become paler
With more intense expressions, the silence fades

I long for understanding, how can you be so sensible?
How can everything can be normal, when my functions aren't

Im scared of my illusions, though aware of their nature
As fake as my actions, when i make myself disappear

You've taken something from me
It's a shame you can't put it back
Things don't work that way at all

This isn't how it's supposed to be
It's a shame it has to be like that
Two rivers tarring through my walls

Im going to have to swim
Im going to have to breathe
You don't have to worry though
Because I've got a heart of ink
Oh, I've got a heart of ink....

Im going to let the blood run down
Im going to let myself resurrect
You don't have to worry though
Because I've got a heart of ink
Oh, I've got a heart of ink....

And someone else to talk to
While feeling quite helpless
Breathing in the emptiness
Of this quiet place....