It feels like waking up next to a ghost
and craving for life
and getting lost,
and I want to hold the girl that
I used to be,
tell her that ancient secret for me
doesn’t mean more than a sweet lie -
come on little girl,
be brave, don’t cry.
Broken, like a glass of wine
after a fight,
broken with all that was mine,
without no light,
broken like a preacher of forgotten prayers,
like a painting with no colors and layers,
and never asking the reason why -
come on little girl,
be brave, don’t cry.
You have left me so many times before
but I always tend to ask for more,
I never stop and never believe -
come on little girl,
be brave, just leave.
Aleksandra Lekić Vujisić (Podgorica, Montenegro) is an English language professor and an award-winning writer and poet. She writes in her native language and English, and her work has been translated into Italian, Spanish, Polish, Albanian, Corean and Chinese language. She is an author of four books.
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