Sometimes its morning and I do not let the light come in to my life. You have caused such darkness in my life that I sit in a corner waiting for death to take me away.
The Still night slowly grows,
From the dark places of your heart,
Towards me...
I try to crawl towards the light,
I might have taken a step into it,
And stopped
But I heard the voice,
Whispering,
Pushing me,
Towards my silent corner,
Saying; "stay, stay"
© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
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