Believe...
Ruqayyah Jkh
Doors closing on me.. Trapped in this lonely dark cell.. Unable to move, unable to cry.. Feels so helpless & useless... I can't seem to help her.. I don't know what to do.. Desperation gets to me.. I love her so much that i want to be the one she wants so much.. I want to be the one she needs & seeks.. I have failed her.. Anger keeps coming in the way.. I don't know what to do to ease her pain.. She is in pain.. She is struggling.. She is sinking.. How do i prevent her from losing herself.. Sometimes i have nightmares of her taking on her life.. Sometimes i see what the thought of losing her can do to me.. We have our demons.. She tells me often that I'm burning & i am burning everyone around me.. She is burying herself alive & i can't allow that.. I am fire.. She is earth.. Our souls dance together.. Our demons fight each other.. Our love is above all other.. She is the love i have been looking for.. I can't lose her to me nor to herself.. She is stronger than she thinks.. She just has to believe in herself... I am terrified of not having her in my life.. She has to believe that she can get through.. I love her tremendously.. I need her.. We are in this together...
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