As I lay on my bed of restlessness
Dwelling on things I can't control
Thought and worries of the future
That I may or may not be part of

Then comes you,
With your words of ease
And a garment of peace
Assuring me of light at the end of the tunnel

And all I can say is,
Jazakumullah Khairan (May God reward you with Good)

Have you ever been at war?
Yes! and not a combat war
In this insane world, I fight to stay sane
I fight a mental war and an emotional wreck
In this cruel world, I fight to stay kind
I fight my way through evil and inhumane
In this world of social and societal comparison
I fight pretence and to remain an original person
I have been at war with depression and mental unbalance
Smiling in your faces and fading away in pieces
I have been at war to uphold my values and principles
In a careless time that sees you as boring and weird
I have won and lost some battles
And, I didn't like the taste of failures and defeat
So, I am going down fighting each day and each war
I have been at war,
one that almost claimed my beautiful soul

I want to write an epistle
But you love short and sweet
So I wrote this a while ago
With a melody so slow
My music has no tune
I'll sing it for you