Pearl?

pearl?

By Asmaa Chemkhi

There isn’t a pearl in sight 

Mining through what was yours & what was mine 

Feeling the weight 

To maintain 

My aura,

Physique,

Persona 

For one who cannot trust their own desires 

Completely out of touch 

Fear of being held 

Well, now, my dear 

you will be force-fed 

My love, 

My mind, 

And slowly you’ll pull away 

Did you expect it all to be contained? 

So letting go is the only way 

At least that’s how you take the pain