Forever in a state of transition
As my mutable star and rising shift in me
Grounded by my earthy Mercury
Sending me all love, a vision
How slowly the years passed for me
And as a narrator, I am losing my reliability
My memory, it fades
The dates are tangled, and I am stuck in a white noise scenery
I am getting older, the more I know the less I understand
The more I realize how lost I used to be
Or maybe I still am
The sounds of Azzan
My rosery beads
The evil eye I wear to cross the streets
The curses, the cold showers
The praying in defeat
I followed the scripts, and it told me that I gotta trust myself
Get into my intuition
And how can I count on someone who lost himself in said transition
I worked for my fate like it was for someone else
I tried to face my limitations
But I stuck in messy counterfeits
Where I am the only liar
And everything else is truth
And fuck it we must move
I just can’t stop leaving
I wish I could stop breathing
In the air filled with smoke
That I puff through my fingers
That I light with conscious
That I chose to be the reason for my demise
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Author:
Yassin Tamam (
Offline) - Published: July 31st, 2025 17:40
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Comments2
Excellent.
Thank you sir
Confusion and the wish for being gone is expressed. well done
Thanks a lot for your words, they mean a lot to me
You are most welcome
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