If i rip open my flesh and show you all my blood and bones will you still think im pretty? Will you still love me if you see how my skin is glued on and my ligaments half torn to shreds? If you see how my heart is held together by thread and tape will you hold it gently?
Yes cold water feels warm when your hands are freezing, but warm water will shock and burn you. It will feel as though there are a thousand suns sitting in your hands and you will drop them because it hurts so much
I am a patch work of everyone ive ever known and all the patches i want to keep are falling off and the ones ive tried desperately to rip off wont budge. I try so hard to get them off my bones have started to show through my finger tips and everyone ive touched has been scratched by them.
“There is no me, only the versions if myself i have created for each and every one of you to consume. And with each piece of me i tear out and give away i become less and less until i am nothing.
Taking all of your favorite pieces of me and discarding the rest. I pick myself apart for the vultures. I must be their favorite.”
My name is Mohammed Abu Swierh, and I’m writing to you from Al-Nuseirat, Gaza, where my family and I face unimaginable hardships. My wife and I are raising our three beautiful children: Mira (6 years), Bakr (3 years), and Maria (1 year). But our once peaceful lives have been shattered by the relentless conflict that has plagued Gaza for about a year. 💔
Our home, which once held so many dreams, is now damaged beyond recognition. Every day, our children live in fear, surrounded by destruction, without the safe place for our children to grow up. The war has stripped them of the freedom and childhood they deserve. Instead, they are growing up in a world filled with fear, uncertainty, and despair. 😔
After many sleepless nights and countless prayers, we’ve come to the heartbreaking decision that we must leave Gaza. We are hoping to build a safer, better future for our children, a future free from war and filled with hope.
But we can’t do it alone. Here’s where you can make a life-changing difference for our family:
$20,000: To cover the expenses of leaving and rebuilding our lives in a safe country.
$39,000: For a year’s worth of rebuilding our life, housing, food, and essential living costs as we adjust.
$1,000: To cover transaction and fundraising fees.
We humbly ask for your help. No contribution is too small, and every dollar brings us closer to giving our children the chance to grow up in peace. This is more than just a financial plea, it’s a call to save a family from the grips of war. 🙏
Your generosity can be the light that leads us out of this darkness. Please consider donating and sharing our story with those who may want to help. ❤️
My name is Mohammad Salem Abu Swierh, a husband and father of… Mohammed Abu Swierh necesita tu apoyo para Help Mohammed's Family From Gaza R
“Being with you again feels just like the old times again. But its not the old times, is it? Our lives have completely changed in our time apart and we have become different ppl. But it was nice to see you again”
“You cant turn pain into poetry without reducing it to something that it isnt. War isn’t beautiful. All the blood thats been shed was never beautiful it’s horrible. Real people have died and real lives have been affected, but sure, compare all this suffering to a wilted flower to make it more digestible for those who cant comprehend true horror”
“If you need to leave, then leave. Run away, disappear without a trace. Do whatever you need to do to not lose yourself. I’ll be here waiting for you when you get back.”
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