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...