Hanging by the thread
Been days, months,
haven’t heard even a remnant,
any shred of some good news..
I am trying to hold on,
somehow,
Putting up a smile,
grinding my teeth beneath,
this farce projection..
this lie...
The veil will fall,
revealing grief..
My brittle heart is breaking...
Fate has been unkind lately,
Seems like,
Life is hanging by its last thread!
- Tanzila
