The Miseries Overhead
By: Huda Rizwan
So long, You’ve held on for so long. You’ve pulled through life bravely. It’s been a series of unwanted events. That heart kept beating all along. Through the darkest of times and the worst heartbreaks, it will keep beating till it’s time to stop. No don’t try to stop it on your own, you can go further than this. Don’t blame yourself.
It’s time to forgive yourself, to forgive them, to forgive yourself for believing in the lies, for placing your wounded, weak heart in his sinful hands. For cherishing his laugh and for cheering him while he tossed the ball in the basket. For holding those cold hands and warming them up. Do forgive yourself for every time you looked into his eyes and only saw love, for not realizing it wasn’t real. For letting him go, Forgive yourself, Forgive yourself for the tears you shed under the night sky in the starlight. For all the times you yelled at him with tears in your eyes. For that call when you talked to him like a stranger.
You’ve been strong. Shut the door, turn the keys, switch the light off, what do you hear? That heart is still beating. That wounded, broken, weak heart is still beating and breaking the silence.
Hold the thoughts but cage them. I know it kills you. It kills you to be so lost. The questions don’t let you sleep but that one question, it won’t let your peace stay. Know that it was all a lie. I know it hurts. Hold on. Cling to life.