The day will not always be a bright day for us.
we hold, we held it deep inside. we are strong! yet why are we crying inside?
we know ourselves. we just pretended to be strong, sometimes. right? till we cant help it.
till we cant hold it anymore.
ppl said it’s not cool to cry in front of others
for me, its more than a cool, in fact it’s a grateful thing as we know we still hv a soft heart.
it’s been a long time since i’ve written something in this blog.
u know, when my heart feels so misery, i always ended up to be here..
O Allah The Most Merciful..
please help me.. am afraid..
please give us some spaces. please give us chances..
i believe she can do it.
please dont let her go astray. please hold her hand tightly..
she needs You even though she cant feel Your presence anymore.
she needs You. she needs You.
Only to You i put my trust in. Only from You i get my strength to go for it..
“Indeed, [O Muhammad], you do not guide whom you like, but Allah guides whom He wills. And He is most knowing of the [rightly] guided.” [28:56]
anybody out there?
’cause I don’t hear a sound
I don’t really know where the world is but I miss it now
I’m out on the edge and I’m screaming my name
like a fool at the top of my lungs
sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I’m alright
but it’s never enough
cause my echo, echo
is the only voice coming back
is the only friend that I have
I would take a whisper if
that’s all you have to give
but it isn’t, isn’t
you could come and save me
try to chase it crazy right out of my head
I don’t wanna be down and
I just wanna feel alive and
get to see your face again but ’til then
Just my echo, my shadow
you’re my only friend
either you read this or not,
” May Allah ease your way… bittaufiq wannajah fil imtihan. Rabbi zidni ‘ilman, warzuqni fahman.. ameen.”