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It is bad when one beautiful picture turn into something scary.
It's a shame that I can't hold to one good memory.
If you left, if you stayed it is all the same. If we were sleeping, I am afraid that you gonna wake up and you will be different. If we are looking into each other's eyes, I am afraid that I am going see judgment.
I don't understand how people can hold on to it.
I wonder If they feel the same way they felt in the beginning.
It is bad when one beautiful picture turn into something scary.
It's a shame that I can't hold to one good memory.
If you left, if you stayed it is all the same.
I will be laying down and thinking I am lucky.
But in one moment I feel everything is going to turn against me.
I will be praising you then we both feel safe and you start to slip and I drift away. I am okay with you leaving, but the process is what I can't bear.
It is bad when one beautiful picture turn into something scary.
It's a shame that I can't hold to one good memory.
If you left, if you stayed it is all the same. If I struggled, if I fight it, if I became needy and I started to beg.
Those things that I can't take.
If I share something with you, does it mean that I am going to lose it too.
You leaving me soon without saying a thing, It would be easier .
It's a shame that I can't hold to one good memory.
If you left, if you stayed it is all the same. If we were sleeping, I am afraid that you gonna wake up and you will be different. If we are looking into each other's eyes, I am afraid that I am going see judgment.
I don't understand how people can hold on to it.
I wonder If they feel the same way they felt in the beginning.
It is bad when one beautiful picture turn into something scary.
It's a shame that I can't hold to one good memory.
If you left, if you stayed it is all the same.
I will be laying down and thinking I am lucky.
But in one moment I feel everything is going to turn against me.
I will be praising you then we both feel safe and you start to slip and I drift away. I am okay with you leaving, but the process is what I can't bear.
It is bad when one beautiful picture turn into something scary.
It's a shame that I can't hold to one good memory.
If you left, if you stayed it is all the same. If I struggled, if I fight it, if I became needy and I started to beg.
Those things that I can't take.
If I share something with you, does it mean that I am going to lose it too.
You leaving me soon without saying a thing, It would be easier .
Published 2nd Aug 2020
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12th Aug 2020 6:35pm
Hi Fatma, your poem has a palpable melancholy and vulnerability about it that are engaging.
I would be thrilled if you would send an audio reading of this to the site's podcast, The Poetcast Project. I think people would benefit from hearing this and the feature may draw interest to your writing on site. If you would be interested, please send an mp3 or mp4, including your screen name and the poem's title, to:
undergroundoutloud@outlook.com
Member participation is the life's blood of the podcast, so I hope you will consider it.
In kindness,
Daniel
I would be thrilled if you would send an audio reading of this to the site's podcast, The Poetcast Project. I think people would benefit from hearing this and the feature may draw interest to your writing on site. If you would be interested, please send an mp3 or mp4, including your screen name and the poem's title, to:
undergroundoutloud@outlook.com
Member participation is the life's blood of the podcast, so I hope you will consider it.
In kindness,
Daniel
