To Lamia Akter, Speaking Out

Emily Miles

 

A storm rose in my heart,

Frustration building inside of me,

Like a boxing match trying to beat me up,

Pressing me down

A never ending spiral.

 

My heart ached,

It felt like being punched over and over.

Everyone was against me

Would this storm ever end?

 

Hope is like a blinding light

At the end of a tunnel

Being able to break free from the storm.