You're afraid to tell people how you feel because it will destroy them, so you bury it deep within yourself where it destroys you instead.

ستقتلك هذه الصلابة يوماً ما ، وأنت تحتضر على سريرك وتخشى أن تطلب النجدة من أحدهم ؛ خوفاً أن تخدِش كبريائك”

do not fix your dark circles let the world know youre tired of its shit and ready to kill a man

Just the moment you’re falling asleep, something passes your memory to keep you out of sleep for the next two nights

‏ إقبلني بالسَواد الدائر حَول عيني ، بذاك الإرتباك الذي لا استطيع ان اُخفِيه ،بنَبرتي الساخِرة في حديثي عن نَفسي ، بصمتي الطويل بِلا دافع أو مُبَرِّر

There are no such things as curses; only people and their decisions

Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied.

All the Bullshit that I've been through I've made the best of it.

I have gone through days that no one can bear.

I am emptied of all my dreams.

Without wounds my existence is bleeding, and I can't find the inner trail to follow myself.

How my soul is born and dies at the same time.

My body fights itself inside.

All of us are broken. It’s just a question of how far we are willing to go to fix it.

Some old wonders never heal.

It’s sad how quickly people can forget about you, until they want something from you

"‏ألا تُصاب أفكارنا بالملِل..من زيارتنا المُتكرره؟".