Finding My Self


I sit and wonder, if maybe I shouldn't be here.
I look at myself, and wonder if maybe I deserve to die.
I sit and wonder, If maybe,
everyone will be better off without me.
Will I truly ever be happy?
Will I ever have love?... Will I ever love?
Then I look at my little child,
And I see the innocence and trust.
I know that there is always some kind of love for me.
Such a tiny baby, When she was born,
Now so long.
I know she loves me
In the way that only children can love.
I look at her mother, My best friend,
And I see her love for me.
And I know that she will shed tears for me
should I leave this world?
Then I look at my wife again, and know that she to cares for me.
I know that she would feel the pain
like no one else, because that is her.
Then I once again look at myself.
I see what I can be,
With a little time and patience.
I know now that I have a bright future.
I hope and pray for God's guidance.
I have received it.
I am happy, I am content’
I am, Me.
I know that now.
I know that my beloved wife will stand next to me,
Making me happy
My children will grow and give me happiness
As she says her first word.
I know that my wife will help me through all
the hard ships that are to come.
I know that Mighty Allah is next to me,
Whispering words of encouragement
As I walk down my chosen path.
I know that I have truly been blessed.
I have found myself,
Have you?