Beneath the gray sky, I wander,
On a quiet path, without direction.
Each step, weighed down by emptiness,
Each breath, filled with sorrow.
To the mirror, I ask,
Why am I sinking in this darkness?
The face that appears, full of wounds,
Yet, there are no answers, only solitude that fills.
In the quiet of the night, I scream,
Yet, the voice drifts without meaning.
Tears fall, like endless rain,
Erasing tracks that have long vanished.
Desire to rise, trapped in its nest,
In every dream, I am lost.
A heart that is empty, like a calm sea,
But within it, a storm that never subsides.
I try to hold on to hope,
Yet, it slips through my fingers like sand.
In the silent shadow, I seek myself,
Among the ruins, I disappear without a trace.
-Aishah Anwar-
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