Darkness, All Consuming

Darkness, All Consuming

Alone again in this
Light,

I see the peril
Of the darkness.
I watch it and it me.
As it infects and destroys
All that I see, I
Wonder why I just stand
Here,

All by myself,
With no one to help me.
It’s only a matter of
Waiting now.

This all consuming
Dark, its everblooming light,
All just for me and my agony to
Share and I make
One last silent cry

As I too am concealed.

Darkness, All Consuming

Alone again in this 
Light, I see the peril 
Of the darkness. 
I watch it and it me. 
As it infects and destroys 
All that I see, I 
Wonder why I just stand 
Here, all by myself, 
With no one to help me. 
It’s only a matter of 
Waiting now. This all consuming 
Dark, its everblooming light, 
All just for me and my agony to 
Share and I make 
One last silent cry as I too am concealed.

Darkness

I’m swimming all alone in a pool of darkness
And I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
And I kick and flail
fighting to stay above the darkness
But the darkness won’t let go of its hold on me
And I slowly begin to give in
To the feeling that lies below the water line
The waters start to fill my lungs
The lungs that once held so much life
Yet now they allow the murky water to replace that
I know that this path doesn’t lead to happiness
But why doesn’t someone grab my hand
Pull me from darkness’ grasp?
Because no one knows I stand at the boundary
The boundary between light and dark
So I give in to the thing that holds me
All of the strength and all of the courage
That I once held in my heart
can’t save me from the water
So I slowly slip below the world of conscientiousness
Undetected by the occupants of that world
I don’t want to fight anymore
I’ve given into darkness

Begging for Relief

In the middle of those dark hours of lonely nights filled with pain 

and despair, and sorrowful litanies, 

my heart does borrow from tomorrow’s hunger 

trying to gain some freedom from all suffering 

when the moon darkens overhead; 

I am  all alone with my fears and tears falling down from my eyes…​ 

When will my body, and soul be  free from pain and deep dark dismay, 

of depression?

When will Allah grant me the moment of joy and peacefulness,​ strength without self doubt ?

When will prayers become easy-flowing from my heart and lips?

Allah grant me ease from my suffering make my faith stronger than before 

I beg you, for I am your humble servant , following the religion to the  best of my ability .