Thanks to Fatima, one of our new residents, for sharing her creative talent with us.
My condolences by Fatima
The years keep passing but the same questions
Keep running on a loop in my head
Then comes sorrow following me around just like a needy pet.
Followed by the WHYs, the never – ending whys play over and over in my head
The last text you sent still does not fill the void you left
There is my core rage I cannot express
The one I am most angry with for taking my love away is you.
This despair mixed with the destructive self – blame I bear
Left with nothing and no one to blame but myself
Today I wish I had heard warnings of the future in your voice
I keep reading the last text you sent me as I am drowning in my own tears gasping for breath
I am helpless to your unnatural act
The last text you sent was a metaphor
It read ‘I have wings to fly’