Amirah Al-Wassif writes

greetings from the dark!

I remember! Yes, I remember this letter
When my tears decided to escape
Out of me, I felt that is better
My soul took over my shape
I heard him laughing at me and clearly making fun
I could not be aware how his love for me
Became hurtful like a gun

I remember! Yes, I remember this letter
When I fell to my knees
Crying with my pets
Grieving together
Watering our pain tree

I remember your face within the paper
Looking slyly at me
I seemed like a victim of a kidnapper
Or a tiny boat in a big sea

I remember! Yes, I remember my love
Feeding my eyes your words
Your words, your shots!
Ah! I remember how I would
Keep it in my soul, my heart
But tell me how I could
Welcome your greetings from the dark?!

 
A Tongue Lashing -- Buster York