Muslimah Posted August 20, 2002 Bismillah Aight, check it. Ppl go thru stages, they sad one moment, estatic the next. So numero uno: I was at da sad stage back in the day, alhamdulillah, I'm out now. So no worries, aight? Rare as it seems And sunshine is choosy As this depression of mine grows Rare as it seems I dont mind The voices become incoherent And my vision blurs No one can understand The pain of my mistakes The heaviness scars, Punishment for unforgiven sins It's controlling hand chokes The power swells And maims your soul You try running away To every path that unfolds All past beliefs shatter As they abandon you And the future's unknown You fall on your knees Screaming Swearing You'll change But The wells have all dried up No tears will be shed for you No penance for your remorse You just hang there in limbo Weary of which way to turn And sunshine is choosy As this depression of mine grows Rare as it seems I really dont mind. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Buubto Posted August 29, 2002 Asalaamu Aleikum WR WB indeed is tauching poem. Walaahi i remembered me feeling that way as u discribed in the poem. endless stages we go through little do we know that's what life all about may Allah all guide us (Amin). Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Muslimah Posted September 3, 2002 Jazak Allaahu Khair Buubto Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
