I’m still breathing
but that is not enough
to feel alive.

I lost my loved ones.
I lost my power, hope, dreams,
and my last tears.

Nothing can express
the pain of losing the people
who were a main part of my life.

Nothing can erase
the last look at them
from my eyes.

Nothing can stop
replaying our memories
before Israel took them away.

And nothing
can let me imagine
moving forward with my life
after them.

Editor‘s Note: Ahmed Dremly is from Gaza City. Through its bombing, Israel killed his best friend, nine of his cousins, an uncle, and other friends and family members who are still under the rubble.