Those days. …

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What is this feeling of uneasiness?
My hair, the bed, it’s a mess,
Oh Allah what is this test?
Now I am tired and I want to rest,
Please help me overcome my anger and give me the best,
Why does this heart feels heavy in my chest?

I can’t explain this agony,
Oh Allah, give me some remedy.

Bring me closer now I can’t walk,
My lips move but I can’t talk.
It feels like i am lost in a dense fog,
But I do feel light when I sob.

So will this end?
You know in prayer I raise my hand.

Something does happen like it’s magic,
Like a laughter in tragic.

Unbelievable I believe,
But at times I can’t take the grief,

In front of you I like to weep,
Even if my scars are deep,
I find salvation when I am weak,
It’s the earth that i want to leave.

Oh Allah, patience is what I seek,
Sometimes my future seems bleak,
I know what we sow is what we reap,
But my heart is a stubborn child,
Finding it’s way through the wild.

So bring me back my sanity,
Life is nothing but imaginary,
The hurt will still hurt,
But don’t flowers still bloom in dirt…

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