3:AM

I have a habit of waking up in the middle of nights

Not once not twice

My eyes open  and I feel like a part of me is amputated

By the lies of this world

The pain is almost unbearable

Thorns every corner,no path is clear

My screams at the top,buh it seems everyone is deaf

My heart sinks by a word

Feels like am chasing thin air

To which direction is the light?

Psalms 46:5 always in my head

My head is full

My life a puzzle

Why can't the world give me a chance to experience peace

But this is what life gives a rugged platform

A view full of mist

A blurry vision yet there's light at the end of every tunnel

The scenic beauty of a fading day is all my eyes can see

Yet wait to close my eyes

Not once not twice...