Allah is loved.. Allah is the greater.. Allah is the creater.. He can give us live and can take our breath.. I know... But why is it hard.. To let it go..
How are you mother? Are you sad when I'm behaving like this? I wish you are not scared.. You are treated like a queen.. You feel love... You can have everything you wish.. Mother.. Are you seeing me here? Up down nowhere to go.. Everything is hard and tough.. I know if you are around I don't share this with you.. But things is not in my control.. I can't believe you are not around anymore.. And I can't even know you see me.. And worst part I scared you are sad when seeing how bad your daughter is... Mother.. I want to be better.. For you... So you can proud and say yes that's my daughter! But day by days I'm getting worst.. I forgot how blessings my life is.. I had hatred.. I get sick of bullshit then I give everyone middle finger... I currently curse a lot... I hate and sometimes I feel want to just kill everyone who cross the limit... Mother.. Do you see me? How I control myself? How I told myself? How strugglling myself to calm me down... They just don't know... And I don't know if you see this mother...
Do not be sad.. You are not wrong.. I'm the one who don't care of myself.. I will take care of myself.. No matter how cruel it is.. No matter how great my day is.. I will take care of my own way.. If you see.. Please pray for my safe..
Wherethewill
tH
