This emptiness
I have inside...
"write about a mother's experience
raising a child with down syndrome"...
What would you think,
if I told you that I find...
I fear the candles you
adorn my bed with...
You should see her now,
with him right beside her...
Oh Rania,
what are you...
I used to take many
showers, daily...
I used to
believe in illusion...
I had no intention
nor desire to write today...
What do you do, when it simply hurts too much
when all you thought you could believe in...
Everyday, the poet leaves me a little more
I try to wrap my legs around her...
This time,
I wish not to...