Discovery

Discovery

What was it that can hurt you the most, a blink of an eye, a trickle down the throat, a shiver to the spine, none discussed, the awry of the mind. I shaped myself to love you, yet in the changing room I was reminded of my heinous self, why was it I had to change, to be unheard, be a scream in my own self. All these questions, yet no answer, I was wrong to love someone, for my love was never loved, yet what I loved was unknown. Another time, another life, my diminishing life, you make me cry, hollowed by plight if only a last wish let the soul fly.

By Shahzaib Sheikh