In the middle of those dark hours of lonely nights filled with pain
and despair, and sorrowful litanies,
my heart does borrow from tomorrow’s hunger
trying to gain some freedom from all suffering
when the moon darkens overhead;
I am all alone with my fears and tears falling down from my eyes…
When will my body, and soul be free from pain and deep dark dismay,
When will Allah grant me the moment of joy and peacefulness, strength without self doubt ?
When will prayers become easy-flowing from my heart and lips?
Allah grant me ease from my suffering make my faith stronger than before
I beg you, for I am your humble servant , following the religion to the best of my ability .
I struggle daily in my faith I am not sure why?
I am struggling but I am
Some days I find it very hard to get up and do my prayers why?
My limbs are heavy with fatigue
My bones ache
At night I don’t sleep, I just toss and turn cryings quietly into my pillow
My soul aches and I can’t seem to stop the pain
All I can do is say Bismillah
Wait for the pain to pass
I would never wish this pain on anyone it is quietly wrenching it is soul sucking
Why Allah Do I have this struggle and fight for everything?