The Moth

Hard as I try,
Stretching every bit of my limb,
To gain back what Allah has given me before,
The joviality of flight.

Clumsy as I may seem,
I'm struggling,
'Till the very last movement my soul jerks,
I want to be free.

But nothing can change this fate of mine,
I am not forever airborne,
I am ephemeral.
And so is this world.

Yet I'm still trying,
Every last bit of my strength, to yet again embrace this beautiful world.
Oh wings! Why have you failed me!
You used to do so much more...

Alas, my potential has tugged me down.
I am too tired,
The height I have reached would bring me to no avail.

It's alright, the world isn't that great anyway,
My Lord has much more in store for me,
And without a doubt, He knows best.

I've done my duty,
Now I leave with my beautiful outer wings masked by my inner wings,
My pretty legs up and stiffened,
I lay disclosed in the corner,
As a reminder for others to see.

I'm so pissed off tonight. Really just because your other friend texted you on how mad she is for the mistreatment she was given, why disregard the other one who has undergone the same thing and is just as mad and probably more hurt just because she didn't text how pissed off she is.

If you want to show your credibility on feeling sorry for someone,
PLEASE treat the others who have gone through the same deal as much as you would to her.
It's just not fair. Mistreatment is felt in all of us, not just in HER. And just because she means to you more than we do.

But whatever, Assholes.