No words

I can't utter any more words to say,
The sound of "stab, stab, stab" is to deep,
At first, my wounds were healing,
But then, it keeps on opening,

Oh Allah,
What is this test your testing,
The power to hold on or the power to keep moving on?

Laying down my forehead every night to seek,
As water sips through the earth,
I weep,
Like the sound of the Weeping Willow,
The pain when I swallow,
The crack that was felt,
From the back of the throat.

Oh Allah,
Let my Do'a be heard,
Let my Do'a be fulfill.

To strong of the test I feel,
To weak whenever it fails,
Lost & lonely regained.

Please, I can't utter anymore words to say.