Toy world.

I always had this tiny bit of hope despite everything. 

I am not sure I can find it inside of me, 

anymore.

We are more like toys. 

We have this smile plastered on our faces, 

when inside, 

we've died a thousand times.

The unexplained pain.

I wish i could feel your pain for you. 

Maybe then it would be better, 

feeling pain for an obvious reason.

Because unexplained pain is by far, the worst kind of pain.

And if, you did not kill me. 

Why do i feel immortal?

Humanity, RIP.

Sun shines, 

souls go back to their god.

And i grieve for the souls of people i'd never get the chance to meet. 

Souls that parted, 

alone and scared.

And I keep wondering how you do it. 

Sleep. 

Knowing a mother can't breathe, 

because her heart hurts.

Because death does kill more than just the person it takes.

Maybe we weren't physically killed. 

But we are being emotionally killed, 

each passing minute of every passing day. 

May we rest in peace.

Slow, death.

Death is not what happens when your heart stops beating. 

Death is what happens when your heart aches & there's nothing you can do about it.

It doesn't necessarily happen in a friction of a second. 

Death sometimes happen, 

a bit by bit, 

moment by moment. 

Slow, death.

Which makes me think. 

What is worse: the sudden end to a life? or the gradual death of hope or love?

The sanity.

And at the hospital, the most beautiful baby girl was placed into her mother's loving arms.

At the kids' first day at school, a kid fell down, but before he started to cry, his new best friend rushed to his side.

A guy and a girl have been in love for the past 10 years, they are getting married tonight

An old man just bought flowers for his wife. They are celebrating their 50Th. anniversary with their children, and grand children.

A boy went out today, and he will be going back to his house, at night.

A cat just gave birth to 10 small kittens. She's scared. But she won't eat them. They will keep living on.

And in my throat, i feel a knot for all the loves that might have been, but weren't.

So, maybe the world is wrong today.

But was it ever really right?

And i am stuck here, 

making up stories,

trying to find the sanity in this world.

Martyrs.

Someone woke up today. 
Someone woke up today, 
but they won't be waking up tomorrow. 
Thanks to you.


And there are a bed and a cover, 
that wont be touched nor occupied tonight. 
Because their owner, won't be going home. 
For ever.


And meanwhile we close our eyes, 
souls are opening their's to a more beautiful place. 


And as he takes his final breath, 
he sees the starless sky, 
for the very last time. 
He closes his eyes. 
He flies.
Sound of sirens, 
the background music.


Its going to shake, 
like an earthquake. 
But then, 
an eternal bliss.


And if you say,

you did not kill us with your bullets, 

then why do we feel, dead?

Allahu Akbar.

And the Azan is the background music, 
as people fall down to their knees. 
Souls part. 
Eyes close.


A knot in the throat, tied with thousands of feelings that you can't get out.

And darkness, descends.