She only cries in her Sleep

She cries too, and it hurts her,
She was once you, a learner.
Every time you hurt her she smiles,
But unseen to you, a part of her dies.
You don’t see what she does,
Or the bruises beneath her dress.
She’s a wanderer and a lonely one,
She says the goodbyes as they come.
She laughs but she hasn’t laughed in years,
That has just been a mean to escape the tears.
Her voice full of pride, her head held high,
She waits for an uneventful way to die.
She smiles a little wider for the camera,
But don’t judge her, don’t you dare!
Her cuts run deeper than you see,
She’s not anything she seems to be.
Every smile hurts her but she still smiles
Even when a tiny part of her dies.
She won’t accept the love you give her,
Because she was denied of it one September.
That was when she needed it the most,
She wasn’t… she was considered last.
That time you hurt her; she’s still healing from it,
She says she’s fine but she’ll never be alright.
No one sees it because the bruises are too deep,
And they only see her smile because she only cries in her sleep.


6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Zeeshan
    Apr 21, 2014 @ 18:07:18

    This is so incredible, Zulaiha. I got the feels reading this!


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