I am wasted within my obscure soul.
I am severely squeezed within this bottomless hole.
I, at times, view the light and sense my existence,
And other times
see but darkness and doubt my presence.
I never attempt to run away,
For, after all, every path leads to the same painful way.
My steady patience is about to vanish.
My touchy heart is about to perish.
I was somewhere within me,
seeking a key to this well locked mean life,
seeking help to tear out this two edged arrow,
so that I shalt puzzle out
a persuasive motive to survive,
so that I find out some reason
To remain alive
before I return to dust
and get eternally lost.

#Rachid #Oulamine