Closer to the end...

BismiAllahi AlRahman AlRaheem,

I want to calm my storms, and silent my cries. I want to pull out what’s stinging me inside! I want to disappear behind a curtain, I want to be everything yet nothing at all. It is going to take days longer then I thought, but everyday a decision will be made to get me closer…closer to the end. I must be alone, alone to handle what’s put in front of me, for no one will understand!

A particle I wish to be, invisible from the red eyes. Concentrate on what’s meant to heal me, rather then my wishes and lies. Far away I wish to remain beautified by see through walls; locked from within, Forever I will reside.

Hope remains when the eyes rest, when the soul delves in a dream, but there it should remain, because I’m a nightmare that should never be dreamt, within a bitter sweet seclusion inside this repulsive temple.. The floor and the sky are connected by rain drops, falling down and so I will be rinsed. Rinsed of what my hands have let, and my heart has failed again…

Everything must be taken away, it’s a repetitive motion that my life seemed to get used to. I wonder what promises in the end… I failed my heart, I must not fail my Soul!