Poem contribution by guest Sama Atif
She might have seemed cold
Yet, there was a turbulent fire within her
But would it ignite?
Her burning fire turned into a red blaze
Thinking she’d turn into flames
She held onto control like a lifeline
Thinking that her life depended on it
When she was in-fact a raging storm
Held back by the calmness
You know what they say about the calm before the storm
She may have been a delicate rose
But her thorns were slowly suffocating her
Each second closer to her decay
Did she even want to stay?
She was an absolute ray of sunshine
Yet she was in utter darkness
She was the heaven everyone ran to
And she saved them all
when she was hurting like hell
She put her mask back on
To not drown in her sorrows
To live until tomorrow
But her tears blurred her vision
She seemed unfazed by words
When each word might’ve dug deeper
Until it forged a hole straight through her heart
Fabricating a void impossible to fill
As she felt her heart being ripped out
Shattering into fragile little pieces
Her world looked so stable from afar
When her whole universe came crashing down
Cracking wide open into half
She appeared to be so put together
Like she had everything under control
When she was silently falling apart
Can someone tell me
How the heck she hid behind this facade
Without letting her mask slip off for a second?
Let me tell you, she deserves an Oscar
For the show she puts on
The truth is, she was pitch black as the velvet night sky
In disguise of the beaming stars
Brighter than the sun
Darker than the moon
She was Heaven and Hell
Fire and rain
Rainbow and storm
Light and dark
She. Was. A. Living. Walking. Contradiction...