Sekinah. (سكينة)

Forgive me, for at this stage we might not really flow. Forgive me, for now that I write, I write for my soul. Forgive me, but I don't really care if you do. I've gone too far with my eyes at the back of my head. I've come too far, still I am scared the light will blind my eyes. I've come this far it's time I open my lids.

Tick Tick, Tock Tock, sounds that mounts fear in my heart. Tick Tock Tick Tock I am scared to open my box. Tick Tick, Tock Tock, what do I really want? 

I pray my day to come, a time when I can shed the skin I have acquired over the years. A time when all I will need is (سكينة)Sekinah.

As I said earlier on, please forgive me if we don't really flow for I write this just for my soul. It's time to choose but it's too hard a decision to make...

Please forgive me that I ask this of you. Please take me for I don't want to choose. Take me and take our pick.

                            By: Awonaike Seyi