Even that knife in the back

would be better than this

for now I have to live

the rest of my life

pierced by the feeling of this.

On days like this

And on days like this
I can’t help but wonder
is there somewhere a place
for restless souls like mine;
a piece of rest
amidst the chaos
known as my life.

For now
it’s not the time
to mourn,
to cry,
for you shall be reunited
in the death
if not in life,
when God shall correct
all the bad deeds good.