The Door


 The Door

By Faiqa Ahmad

I wish this dream would go on and on forever
Until there is nothing to get back to
Until there is nothing for my eyes to see
I want to lay here

Because the world is unkind to me
The realities are harsh and painful
Nothing makes sense anymore
The reasons to linger here are lost and long gone
And because amid all this ache
This door always remain open


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