Inside the mind of an immigrant
You know that awful feeling where you cry so much that you can’t seem to breathe, like the tiny molecules of oxygen are clogged in your throat, and no matter how hard you inhale you can’t get the air through your lungs. Your chest aches so bad that it feels like your insides are bleeding. … Continue reading Crying…
I am a path seeking an unattainable haven
A refugee looking for a glimpse of peace,
On an island plagued with death
I am the first ray of dawn
That soldiers see after the end of every war
I am a wanderer of a lost craven,
Aching for a sight of shore
Sometimes I don't wake up to sunlight peeking through my windows. I wake up to a dark invisible cloud looming above my head. I don't hear the chirping of birds and the rustling of wind. I hear my own heart bashing against my chest and the blood surging through my veins, and it is in that … Continue reading A day with Anxitey….
