My body surrenders in silence,
Every joint screams without a voice,
The old appendix pain returns,
A constant bubbling ache that won’t subside.
The tumor in my breast whispers sharp,
A gnawing pain I can no longer ignore,
Each throb is a reminder
That I walk on the brink of madness.
My mother waits, her eyes full of hope,
But I am fragile, on the verge of breaking,
Not because love is lacking,
But because my body and mind are worn out.
I struggle to find scraps of money,
For a small piece of food worthy of her,
But the more I push forward,
The heavier the world presses down.
I don’t know how long I can endure,
Between the pain and the crushing duties,
But in this madness,
I only hope—for a moment of relief,
Even if just a fleeting one, for the self I’ve lost.
By. Nurish Hardefty
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