Wednesday, December 23, 2015 @ 12:12 AM

As I lay in bed, many things running through my mind.
As much as I thought I could save you, but nothing could be done.
I dont wanna whine over little pain, even tho I have a good trash hold.
I still refuses the pain killers,  despite severe pain.
Despite the grief I hold, the phobia that im having, the toilets, the bloods.

Maybe this was fated to be this way.
From the stress, from the pressure that I kept within taking its toll on me.

From now im afraid of being left alone.
I need to rebuilt my confidence in me all over again.

There's no other determination, there isn't any strength.

I hope I can recover sooner then enough.
Even though we have not met, I appreciate the presence of you in me for a temporary period.
The cravings list that you listed for me.
The random times you make me wanna wear make up.
You mean alot to me, little one.
May you be safe with Allah s.w.t.
May you watch and safe guard me and your siblings with blessings from Allah.

Inn Sha Allah, we will meet again,  little one.