Ticktock, ticktock, the clock is ticking,
In search of sleep, here I am tossing and turning.
While everyone in the house is in their world, deep in sleep,
Here I am, crying over my helplessness, which doesn’t seem mine to keep.
The night is still young; the night has just begun.
I’m laughing at my jokes.
It’s giving me hysterics; the air is stuck in my lungs, and it’s not fun!
Of course, it’s all in my head; this head of mine is the root source of my sorrow.
I wish I could have the power to borrow others’ minds.
I hate being this slow.
I’m waiting for the demon under the bed to make its presence known.
There are loads of sickening feelings; my mind is blown.
Every single living being has hated me from the moment I was born.
Bearing it all, crying a river since then, I am lost; I am torn.
Loneliness is like a fishbone stuck inside your throat.
You can neither take it out nor swallow it; there’s nothing to gloat.
When you feel like a wasted space and there’s no place to hide,
What will you do? It’s going to kill you from the inside.
The body doesn’t die before your death, but the soul can surely die. It sucks.
I wish I could destroy all these treacherous thoughts and black memories.
It hurts so good, but they’re nothing but lies.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, but what if the soul is missing?
They can’t see my scars; they can’t hear my whining.
Is there anyone who can get me out of this misery?
I can’t take it anymore; this is eating me up slowly.
Where should I go? Where should I look for my saviour?
The chances of finding my saviour are dim.
Are you there yet, mi amor?
My mind is losing this battle; it’s getting powerless as the days go by.
I just want to feel my soul again; I just want to fly.
This world is full of cruelty, this world is full of manipulation,
What should I do to escape this?
Can’t seem to find any solution.
We all have one foot in the ground and one foot in the grave,
Yet, we are so full of ourselves, actually being cruel but calling ourselves brave.
Please, spare me my soul; please give it back!
I just want to live some more; I don’t want to break.
There, girl, hang on just a little bit; your goal is so near!
Your saviour is waiting at the door; just don’t slow down, my dear.
Look up, look up! There is your happy ending, waiting to embrace you!
Life gave you one more chance; life gave you the hope to be alive. It was long overdue.
There you found your saviour; you found your soul.
Never let him slip away; never let him fade away. From now on, this should be your one and only goal.
– Syeda Saima
