To where it should have been.. here in Dublin :)

I’m breaking..Falling to pieces..
Shattered..
Yet I find no comfort..
still..
Not even from a graceful person; the womb of hers that carried

No one even collect me and put me back to where I should have been
I’m alive but barely breathing..
Feels like choking with my own wrongdoings
Allah, lead me the way..
The right path that You sealed for me
I resign myself to my fate…
following what comes in front

Something that I wanted the most can’t never always be mine
Something that I think I wanted the least might be the best of all
In this period of time the angst might be unbearable
But I do believe the flower will blossom in the garden of hope and faith..
It shall not wither by the seed of doubt..
Keep hanging on in there..
There always a place where it will grow ravishingly
Where it suppose to be..
Where it should have been...always..

..2255hrs,SUNDAY..
..syamin..