Dear Allah,
Darkness has engulfed me
Life is suffocating my soul
Each breathe feels heavy
Am drowning in misery
Only You can save me
My Lord I stand at the edge of sanity
Hiding my tears so they won't see
Each day I fight for a fragment of hope
But fate strikes and all crumbles again
I whisper "when will it get better"
Yet fear answers-perhaps never
Still I lift my trembling heart to you
For who else can mend what is shattered?
This dunya feels like a grave
Dark- and its tightness holds a grip on my throat
Dear Allah, I have one thing to say, or maybe a-lot
But you probably hear the storms raging in my heart
I have no one to talk to but you
And I surrender my matters in your hands
Your hurting servant,
SBI
YOU ARE READING
MIDNIGHT MIND
Poetrywriting words that the heart utters The thoughts the minds ponders The verses the mouth is too ashamed to mutter
