Innocent Blast Poem by Safiyyah Manjra

Sometimes love can carry the sharpest of knives.
That can hurt innocent lives.

We stand on broken glass.
Going into commitments we pray will last.

Little do we know the ground we stand on is not stable.
How are we able?

That's when you find someone who takes you off the broken glass.
A more secure ground where it will last.

His honesty I never understood.
His feelings I can't comprehend.

I deemed myself as just a friend.
Every time he asks for more all I see is the end.

Little do I know I need him just as much.
Our heart's crush.

United alone,
With loving emotions to condone.