Knowing
tomorrow I face a brand new fight.
I console
myself - it’s going to be alright,
But I already
see the tunnel without any light.
Every morning I
just don’t want to wake up,
But I force
myself to never ever give up.
The evil I see
here makes my psyche erupt,
The system in
place is so dark and corrupt.
They feel no
shame, nor have any regrets.
They watch and
laugh as I panic and fret,
Then burn holes
in my skin with a lit cigarette.
My battered
body is screaming out in agony,
Suffocating in
here and I’m desperate to breathe.
Every heartbeat
is becoming harder to beat,
Every obstacle
is becoming harder to defeat.
I’ve had enough
and my dying heart bleeds,
Am crying
inside and the world cannot see.
I worry of what
will happen to my poor family?
My parents, my wife,
my baby they suffer greatly.
I stumble in
pain with every step that I take,
Every smile on
my face is now really just fake.
But the Imaan
in my heart will never shake,
They can try
all they want but it will never break.
I pray one day
this will all come to an end,
The lonely
nights will cease to be my best friend.
But if I don’t
live to see another year again,
I believe in
God’s justice….I’m a winner in the end
By Iram of MPACUK