تلك اللحظات التي تتسلل إليها الأفكار ،
تلك الليالي المظلمة التي تشعر فيها بالوحدة تقريبًا بالراحة ، والاستيعاب في أشعة الضوء ، وأرغب في البقاء ، وأرغب في الاستيقاظ في الثلث الأخير من الليل والصلاة ،
Those moments that the thoughts creep in,
Those dark nights when the solitude feels almost comforting,
Grasping at the rays of light,
willing them to stay,
Willing myself to get up in the last third of the night and pray,
To let the tears flow,
For the only One who knows,
What lies deep in the heart,
Crippled since my loved ones departed,
From this prison, this dunya,
Restless and broken,
Heart ripped wide open,
Full of scars, healing slowly but painfully,
Going through life hazily,
Wipe those tears, dry those eyes, Each day brings a new chance to try.
