The dynamics of living seem simple

and yet life remains so complicated.

In an effort to have it all

we break things into little pieces.

We do not stop searching for completeness

Something to fill the holes within us

And when we finally begin to heal a little,

we scratch the wounds all over again.

We spit fire when we are supposed to give kisses

We let go, when we are supposed to hold on

We refuse to accept that we love

Focusing on whatever little is wrong.

And at the end of the day, though we say

That we are just going to be okay

Deep within we know this voice

that’s going to demand more out of life.

-Iflah Laraib