By: Aliaa Fathy
Our hearts are weary, broken, from the weight of what they hold within. Worries have tormented and exhausted us until we are like walking pains. Each of us carries our burdens on our shoulders and goes on our way, alone, lost in thought. We laugh, perhaps, but not from our hearts. We try to forget our pain and move on—to move on from every ache within us, to move on from every tear that escapes our eyes, and every tear we hold back in anguish.
Overcome every feeling of loss, loneliness, fear, or disappointment. Overcome every shock that has left us with so much pain. Overcome every memory that haunts us and takes our breath away… Overcome every moment we feel alienated and alone. And every moment we miss safety —the safety we’ve spent our whole lives searching for, and never found what we thought. lt was just an illusion or a mirage. Overcome every heartbeat that throbs with pain.
We skip over every breath that escapes in pain.
We run from ourselves, from our thoughts and from the moans of our pain in the night.
We run from any painful confrontation and try to avoid any harm. If we could, we would run away from all of humanity, far away, alone.
We still endure, always and forever.
We still cling to the thread of hope with all our might so that we never let go as long as we live.
