In time

I don't know when, we'll meet again, at heavens door. 
I only know, we'll be together, as we were before.
Never for a moment, did I forget you.
As you know, that's not easy for me to do. 
You are very dear to my heart, as I, was with you. 
So when the time comes, I'll not be afraid, 
just knowing, I will see you once more. 
What makes it even easier, 
is the fact, you'll be waiting for me, at heavens door ! 

"in the memory of my mother grave"

It will vanish at some point

I'm starting to believe that to some of us 'happiness is just a word', When everything you try turn to fall apart, you become furious and a target of the voices in your head. You watch the time tick listening to its sound as it passes you. Still you remain left alone inside your own shell of nightmares. Becoming far away from the light and the people surrounding you.
You can feel the demons haunting your soul, preying on your thoughts. Life gets really harder as your life get filled with more mistakes, discouragement events, disappointments and failures.
You keep telling yourself that your turn is coming, same words being spoken by your family, father and friends after witnessing the sorrow soul in your face. 
If happiness was a bird, you'd be the first to seize it, hoping to find some comfort to unbroken your heart. But really life gets darker and days more stressing than before. All the motivations are starting to sound like lies. Your faith in your will is slowly becoming nothing, for everything you believe in is not going accordingly. 
So keep calm, even though it doesn't help at all. You've tried your best to succeed, but know I assure you, beating yourself from inside will vanish at some point.

أحياناً يُغرقنا الحزن

أحياناً يُغرقنا الحزن حتى نعتاد عليه، وننسى أنّ في الحياةِ أشياء كثيرةٍ يُمكن أن تسعدنا، وأن حولنا وجوهاً كثيرةً يمكن أن تضيء في ظلامِ أيامنا شمعة، فابحث عن قلبٍ يمنحك الضوء، ولا تترك نفسك رهينةً لأحزانِ الليالي المظلمة.
فمن يقرأ التاريخ لا يدخل اليأس إلى قلبه أبداً، وسوف يرى الدنيا أياماً يداولها الله بين الناس، فالأغنياء يصبحون فقراء، والفقراء ينقلبون أغنياء، وضعفاء الأمس أقوياء اليوم، وحكام الأمس مشردو اليوم، والقضاة متهمون، والغالبون مغلوبون، والفلك دوار، والحياة لا تقف، والحوادث لا تكف عن الجريان، والناس يتبادلون الكراسي، لا حزن يستمر، ولا فرح يدوم... ومن يعلم الغيب لعل اليأس هو آخر محاولة قبل النجاح