Delivered Poem by Za7ra Sulaiman

Wake for hours and staring at the ceiling,
Through the unsettled stillness of the night,
I grow possessed of the obsessive feeling
That dawn has come and gone and brought no light.

Only to realize he's not a fraction of my heart,
The one I thought would never drift away.
The emptiness, a dagger through my soul, tears me apart,
As I lie awake, watching the shadows play.

The hours drag on, and sleep eludes my weary mind,
Consumed by thoughts of what I thought we'd share.
But the truth is stark, the reality unkind -
He was never truly mine, my heart's sole heir.

I toss and turn, the darkness closing in,
Wondering where I went wrong, what I did amiss.
Was it my fault, this rift that couldn't be mended within?
Or was he simply never meant to be my bliss?

The ceiling stares back, indifferent and cold,
As I struggle to accept this bitter fate.
The dawn's first light, my shattered dreams unfold,
Realizing he's not the one for whom my heart will wait.

Wake for hours and staring at the ceiling,
Through the unsettled stillness of the night,
I grow possessed of the obsessive feeling
That dawn has come and gone and brought no light.

For he's not a fraction of my heart, not anymore,
And the realization leaves me feeling so alone.
The emptiness, a void I can't ignore,
As I face the truth that he was never truly my own.