Dear Life,
You have been kind to me, I think.
I have loved, desired and fallen
over and over again,
Therefore, I only ask for this–
Would you please,
spare me tonight?
For I claw at my neck each night,
as your affection grips me tighter.
When music floods my system,
I wish for me to love you,
Like the lovers in my songs,
but I know I won’t
once I’ve exhausted all the music in the world.
I carry your gifts around, in between my fingers
like sharp knives;
I can never put them down without bleeding.
Dear Life,
You have been soft to me, I know
For it’s you who taught me that this loneliness,
is a weapon.
You have taught me to use it to inspire love
and if not, then cause fear.
and Dear sweet Life, I thank you for it!
Sreeja Saha