Like the raindrops falling on the roof
thinking they will never touch the ground
I find myself searching for a proof
searching for a word to turn around.
I burn in fire as you stand aloof
screaming for hours but you heard no sound.
Your pride and ego will drown you soon
in a word of loneliness and pain
The sun won’t rise, you’ll see no moon
because hatred makes people go insane.
To your coldness I became immune
like an umbrella under the rain
Memories are all that I kept with me
from the past that taught me a lot
I became the person I always wanted to be
and broke all the rules that I’ve been taught
I will move on too soon and I will break free
From the past, for you, from my very own thought
Helena Saadeh 