This Poem Tackles A Common Struggle

no one wants to see themselves fail any person would want to help themselves but some can’t gather the strength it’s okay to be weak, and it’s okay to be sad but it’s not okay to continue living like you won’t get any stronger to stay in place is not the way there will always be a time for a break, maybe more days than others but when you do have the power please use it while you still can build it up from my clear mind to the one that’s tainted we don’t need others telling us what’s wrong with us we know better than anyone else how we are what we’re thinking, feeling what we may do to ourselves it may not be said in audible words but our actions don’t represent us what is showcased is a fiend who ruins our lives we remain chained in the back of our mind their running showtime goes beyond the day and into our dreams sometimes we want to stop praying the times we need it most we want to pray we want to ask Allah for help we need his mercy to let us go through our hardships with ease the raising of hands towards our tears when we need it most yet this fiend called depression called PTSD called anxiety most commonly known as laziness loss of interest or an invalid excuse eats away at our lives this too shall pass but when? only Allah knows we are at the strongest we can be to continue praying when our body wants to give up on us the ongoing argument with ourselves in the morning to get up for Fajr because we know without it the day will feel at loss we look towards every showing of Allahs mercy whether it was allowing us to get up to provide us appetite to get ready for school a night of blissful sleep we grasp them tightly for one day our duas will be answered inshallah this too shall pass