It's ME
It's here
In these words
I can open my chest with the precision of an expert surgeon
And
Expose my heart and bare my soul.
It leaves me vulnerable...
Makes me wonder
Do you like what you see
Now that you know the real me?
This is the one place I don't hide
I don't pretend.
So, you see...
But,
What good does it do?
It's catharsis for me.
What's in it for you?
True,
I don't have to share so freely...
Besides you,
Who here really knows me?
It's here,
On these pages
I cry or scream or love or bleed.
Hoping, strangely
You'll come back some day and continue to read
Not only what I'm saying
But all that I can't say
All that I'm holding back and holding away
So tell me please
In your own special way
Did you like
What
I wrote today?
poem by Rabia Minhas
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