Written by: Ann-Aisha Hamjali

Woke up with another blessed of agony
Again a flood threatens to drown me
Tears fell down behind this misery
Yet again I’ve forgotten how to be happy 
Loads of memories, memento of what had passed 
I surged to sadness drowning me so fast 
Too late to hope just for a fleeting touch 
Dragged me to mourn like hell our souls detached