Survived

from Invisible Tattoos by Farida Momtaz

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‘The poems in this collection are an illustration of the hidden tattoos that have been etched along my skin and into my soul. Although invisible to others, they are a mesh of mental and emotional moments and memories. They are a testament of my survival, and more importantly a reflection of my growth. They are my silent voice…’

Invisible Tattoos is a collection of twelve distinctive poems that depict the beauty and darkness of the human experience through words…

Described as 'Poetic Stories,' each poem uses clever wordplay, thought provoking lyrics and a story-telling style, to explore a range of subject matters such as social inequality, the challenges of contemporary culture, and the timeless topics of love, heartbreak and inner conflict. The art of poetry is used to discuss history, politics, economy, culture and how this is intertwined with our identity. The poems are all accompanied by an individual analysis which explains the inspiration behind each bitter sweet story of human connection, struggle and spirit.

Invisible Tattoos is a book that will take you on an emotive roller coaster of highs and lows. Delving into the darker side of life and examining the complex world of emotions and encounters, this book provides a social commentary of the unheard voices of multi-cultural society, while touching on the subjects that make us all human and unlike anything else on this planet. This unique collection of poems will undoubtedly leave an imprint on your mind... ... more

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lyrics

As she takes a pull of her cigarette
She stares at me revealing a secret that she has been trapped in...
She told me she was damaged goods
It was the curse of years of abuse...
The weight of her words were an expression of perplexity
She said ‘He hurt me so badly!’
The concept was so complex to me that no matter how hard I tried, I was mesmerised by her plastic eyes, in which sadness was hidden...
My mind couldn’t comprehend what had happened
To make someone with freedom feel so imprisoned...

She asked me not to ask her anything for a while...
She just needed a friend, someone who wouldn’t pass judgment...
And as she sniffed the powder that she had been self-medicating
Her emptiness transformed to numbness and her tale became horrific…
Rivers fell from my soul...
As she shared the stories of how he shattered her earth, ruptured her self-worth!
And no matter how much he took, it was still never quite enough!

He was supposed to protect her!
She thought he had wings and he would save her!
But he scarred her soul while he incarcerated her!
And what was supposed to be the beautiful part of humanity
Was tainted by the actions of an ugly human being!

She swallowed her stones of sorrow, as she told me about her broken world...
She said ‘He told me it was normal, I was his only girl...
And when I told him I felt dirty, he made me feel guilty!
So in the end I lay there as he gratified himself while killing me slowly!
Imagining a million ways to stop this from becoming my only reality
And then I started thinking that maybe it wasn’t so bad because afterwards... he always held me...’

I cried; cause she had confused the pain of violence with the pleasure of love making
In her short lifetime she had endured misery which equated to the lifetime of a million solar systems...
Depression came from his darkness as she became a hostage of his sickness...
Each time he violated her, she believed she had died for the last time...
And although she tried to leave him, there was so much melancholy in goodbye...

But the pain was so immense that she had to scream to hear silence!
And the last time she had felt anything; her innocence was being blemished by him!
She asked me if I knew how it felt to wash and still feel dirty within!
How it felt to be punished every day because of another’s sin!
I shook my head cause what she was saying I couldn’t comprehend...
And then she held my hand and told me it was alright
He was dead inside while she was alive...
She held me, while I cried...
And told me that he had lost
Cause she had survived...

credits

from Invisible Tattoos, released October 23, 2016
Written by: Farida Momtaz
Performed by: Farida Momtaz
Music by: Raw
Audio Engineer: PGM Express
Produced by: Farida Momtaz