By RaheemaFKM

I want to wear the sunlight, to wrap myself in its brilliance, to feel the heat press and slide against my flesh
But too dirty am I to be awarded the privilege; too dirty am I to be touched by the light
Filth has raped my heart and broken my smile; filth has poisoned my tongue and ravaged my mouth
The bitterness of lies perpetually coats these bruised lips; an apathetic mask conceals my hunger, my thirst for life
There is no appeal in a world drained black; there is no sanctuary behind the closet door
Only sorrow, only exile, only death is there…and filth, un-washable, un-ignorable, un-forgettable filth
Tearing from my throat, screaming in my head, wringing out my lungs, hammering through my chest
No salvation, no relief; no redemption nor reprieve
Endless suffering, endless pain; Eternal winter and salty rain
I wanted to wear the sunlight, to bask in its brilliance, to feel the heat burn away my flesh and restore my rotten bones
But too dirty am I to ever be cleansed; too dirty am I to be held by the light

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Copyright 2019 RaheemaFKM
Published on Tuesday, June 11, 2019.     Filed under: "Spiritual" and "Poetry"
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