My own private hell......

Allah has not created my hell for me

I have created my own private hell on this earth.

I smoulder in its fire -

Fire that needs no fuel,

Fire that feeds on my heart

And my mind;

Fire whose flames are colourless & invisible -

Yet, they char my face

And burn its beauty

Turning it into ugliness.

People turn away in scorn

Lighting yet another flame in my heart -

A flame of rejection.

With every sigh smoke rises

From the vicinity of my burning heart

Choking my throat

Suffocating me

And I curl into myself

Licking my raw wounds.

And I turn to Him again -

Turn to Him who created me

For He alone can help

Put out the flames.