Space

A waiting game we played,

But why must we wait?

Why have these games prevailed?

To be an everlasting

Tarnish on our love.

 

Lost

The game

 I have.

Tired

Of fighting

 A losing battle.

 

Words are empty,

Only my heart is full

With the pain of dark thoughts

With the weight of my world falling

With the hope that my name you’re calling.

 

Fighting for the world,

Our world,

I have lost faith in.

To show me once again,

That it’s worth saving.

 

 

Hasna Maliq