I have learned to ignore it all
The pain, sorrow, misery, and drama in my life

For so long
Shoving it away
Denying its existence
Avoiding the direct contact with it

I have got used to do that for so long
Even when I feel the itchiness of a hidden pain
I wouldn’t be able to recall why is it there

I can no longer understand it
And therefore
I’m not able to express it anymore

And now
If faced by everything that I’ve been running away from
I won’t even realize it’s mine
It will petrify my senses
It will break me down
Because it strums on every string
On that broken strings guitar

Iman Ben Chaibah
03.12.2010