Torn between my mind and the heart,

Between sorrow and bliss,

Lies the present state of my mind;

This uneasiness which comes with not knowing what you want to achieve;

The pain, the suffocation and anxiety;

All stuffed in a room full of dullness and moribund;

Along with me. Not sure of what to do,

Not sure where to go.

A thousand dreams in my heart;

Yet, mind does not know the way;

This stillness makes me insane.

So many feats to achieve, so much to live up to,

How could I end up like this?

How could I not see?

But, not for long my friend;

As, I refuse to be fettered away,

The time for breaking the shackles will be arriving;

And,I hope, my Lord will bless me once again.



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