ripped from the body.
of a sinner's soul.
and as it departs.
the heart cries silently.
of a light long gone.
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it has been ages since i caress these letters on this plastic keyboard.
to play with words and to tease life.
to simply just write.and be me.
for once.
hidden away from reality.
there is still a child in me.
hidden somewhere deep beneath.
honestly.
too far have i gone.
of all the laughter and the smiles.
there is still that small crooked child.
longing to choose whiteness in life.
of goodness in nature.
yet.
the world is too canny.
for all of us not to be fooled.
the darkness that lies beneath the sugarcoat sweetness.
is too small to be noticed by the naked eyes.
that blindness i possess.
made me nothing but a bug.
trapped on a spider's web
oh.
how different it was months ago.
and months ahead.it will be.
and somehow.
i'd rather choose pain.
then to be devoured by pseudo happiness.
sometimes.
i look back.
and tell myself.
where have i gone to?
may Allah remove the web that is trapping my wings.
and let me fly again.
and this time around.
even higher.
for indeed.
i do not want to be crying.
as my soul is ripped away from the numb body.
