The girl with the scars

I Give Up

My mother's words echo in my head-

"As long as the sun rises 

and the stars shine 

Keep your head high

And grace the world with your beautiful smile"

 My mother Alexandria always used to sing me poems(which never rhymed) to teach me valuable lessons. When I was younger, I would learn them all byheart though I thought the were pointless.

But with time, my understanding of these poems grew and so did my attachment to them. Especially this one. This poem always managed to put a smile on my face, even when it was wet with tears. 

But tonight, no amount of badly written poems is going to work. I've been faking a smile for too long now; I'm trying harder than my body can take and I've been swallowing up more flame than I can take without burning myself up. 

Emptiness has clouded my sun

Hatred has dimmed my stars 

The weight of lonliness pushes me down 

And the only smile I can manage is a crooked one

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I want to dedicate this chapter to my amazing friend Antara who inspired me to write this story. Thank you for always being there for me and supporting me.