Sunday, March 01, 2009

Restless Nights are knocking my doors
Begging to share the last five minutes
Pouring questions and doubts
Confronting with delusions

I hide
I pretend
Under blankets I descend
Escaping the answers
Which I already know

I've been smashed into a thousand tear
Nothing new for I walked that road before
It hurts… causes pain
Even though not the same
This time I asked for it

I saw rays of light unsure if they were true
They could be reflection that I read upside-down
Trying to reason everything
Trying to make sense of it
All in vain
I know it's not a lie
It's history of a heart
That nobody denies

I look away
Raise my hands to pray
To hold on… on this way
To wake up for a better day

1 Comments:

Blogger David said...

I hope you are not having too many restless nights Attawie. I have had many in my lifetime. Depression and anxiety have robbed me of a lot of sleep. But, I don't have much trouble with that any more. I have learned of some ways to help me sleep.

It sounds like you experienced a broken heart, but I am unsure why. Well, maybe the why is not so important. It still hurts, whatever the cause. I have had that feeling too a few times in my life. It can take a long time to feel healed.

I hope you are sleeping better now, or will soon.

9:08 PM  

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