Hurt

By Didier Samir

Hurt me with the truth
But don’t try to comfort me with lies,
and try to make me belief everything will be okay.

The sun shines brightly and I smile,
but when night falls, I weep.
I’m hurt inside,
and I hide my pain inside a safe.
In this storm of hardship,
my smile floats, but my pain sinks.
I’m hoping I don’t loose my mind,
because this cross is too heavy to bear,
and who will care if I win or lose ?
Will you?
I also want to live a life,
not a life to live
I also want to go on vacations
and visit awesome places,
but I’m, here stuck here in this camp,
for 17 years now.
Is this even real?
Am I meant to live here forever?
I came here looking for serenity,
but it seems I’m imprisoned
My prison of anxiety and depression
It’s a lot on my plate,
and it’s shown on face.
I’m tired of crying and shouting,
I just need help because I’m hurt.

11 February, 2023