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The trees sway
I sit below the leaves and bury my face in my knees
The stars may twinkle but I can’t see them
My tears fall to the already moist grass
They’re out to get me
How long they’ve ached to see my tears
I may never know
Where are you now?
I cry and hope to never be seen this way

If I wrap my self in a white sheet, will I fool you?
They’re so high up
And I’m six feet under
If I open my eyes the mud will go into them
If I open my mouth it will seep through
That’s my soul

I fall to my knees
And smell the grass
Maybe I’ve forgotten how to love myself
All I have left is he
Him, just him why don’t you see?
I stand up and spin in circles
Life is just a lie, haven’t you learnt?
If I lie down on the grass and move my arms and legs in a flying motion
Do you think I can make a grass angel?

The drapes fall upon my soul
Will you bring the once mock-immortal being to life?
The babies’ cries and laughter rings out through my mind
Once upon a time I found freedom in their innocent eyes
What will I do without her baby, I love so much?
The stars begin to shy away behind angry clouds
I stand up and wait for the sky to scream my pain
The rain begins to pour down on the world
Intensifying all in its path
Where are we now?


I'm Zainab and caught this disease about a year and a half ago right after my cousin and my sister were affected.

Its a family thing my dad was effected in his youth too.
i write. and i photograph. no i do not think im the saddest bitch alive and i dont think im unlucky.
i have a roof over my head and food to eat whenever i like. lets forget about the luxuries for a while.
im luckier and happier than millions of people in the world. you could be me too.