I open my eyes, and I see
What my eyes reveal to me,
And that's the only truth I know.

They say
My eyes are deceiving me,
They show the truth only as I perceive.
I weave a web of fear,
I see wrong everywhere, in everyone,
Especially in those dearest to me.

Others' wrongdoings may lead them to drown,
Perhaps today or maybe tomorrow,
But my fear will suffocate me sooner than them,
And, unfortunately,
I will erase my dearest ones first, and then myself.

When the sky is shrouded
with darkness of expectation,
When the day is filled with
screams and abuses.

There comes the night
where misty eyes caress
the sleeping soul with immense love
depicting that, in the midst of darkness
of anger and frustration,
resides pure love which
still lingers around to keep the bond
strong enough and not to let it falter

Beginning is unknown
End is inevitable

Your existence links
the beginning and the end

You can be the cause of
end of the beginning
or beginning of the end.

There is no escape.

Whilst,
there is no beginning
there is no end.

One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.

And over time,
My pen stopped bleeding
But my heart didn't