there is a swirling tempest in my soul

and there is no escape

it cannot let itself out

a prison of duty and empathy

have shut the doors

respite is temporary

and the waves surge

and yet

on the outside nothing moves

nor sound is made

 

i must quiet the fury

and find peace

in the reality of this day

dissolve the craving

for different people

different places

different activities

 

يا سلام

 

You are with me here

shouldn’t You be enough

for this seemingly unbreakable will

that dreams when imprisoned

unable to fully embrace

what You have decreed

 

يا غني

 

forgive this selfishness