Knitted By Time

In the darkest of days she lived under the shadows desperately holding her breath trying to flee away from this toxic world.

There were days where she yearned for someone's company yet she wouldn't breathe a single word out. As if the words were tangled around her head.

There were days , where she once thought to turn back the whole thing but the pessimist side of her strangled her thoughts making it difficult for her to even think it that way.

The heart of hers had no place for feelings,emotions, thoughts to the fact that it was just a haunted house filled with dust and the whispers of her inner self saying about the negative aspects of life.

She was not exactly wrong about her views in life, for only she knows the phases of life which she overcame with a bright smile on her face. Though she was masking her emotions too well little did she know that the Almighty is 'All-Seeing and Hearing'.

Every night there was this voice that reached up the skies that the stars and moon became familiar with. When the Earth was all sound asleep Inaya was awake In the position of sujood, with her eyes dripping drop by drop. Even she needed warmth in her life.