June 27, 2012


I feel suffocated with emotions almost all the time; between wanting to be and failing, being thrown away and abandoned all the time, and missing parts of my morality. I used to be complete despite of lacking many things I thought to be essential to my existence to be fulfilled. But now, I am simply suffocated. Thousands of miles away from Bahrain and I am still teargassed to suffocation. I can't breath hope any more. It seems as if I am stuck in this maze of dark twisted alleys searching for an escape.

Tear-gassed thousand of miles away form my beloved country where no longer I may find a home. Between the awes of  a sinking ship called "family" and the past of my current existence.

I wish to return to earth one day as a tree trunk; simple, strong and silent. I like to think of myself in those terms today but in reality, I am far away from that. I am nothing but a silent wall of murders left alone for decades to rot in disbelief, hopelessness and chaos. A floating object struggling to make it to the other side of the river in search of a new beginning.