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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.