Sarra Amro
Cairo, Egypt
A facade to make you feel better,
A facade to hurt you less.
A facade that covers up the pricks and aches of my battered chest
If I have to go soon,
Just promise me you know
You’re the strongest man I’ve ever seen,
Promise me you’ll let go
And before I take my last breath,
I’ll make sure to hold your hand,
Look you in the eyes,
Thank you without saying a word,
You will be alright,
Despite your state disturbed,
Before i take my last breath,
I’ll make sure to hold your hand,
If it were up to me, it’d end different,
I hope you understand.
