The other truth

Like pure blackness,
Haunting me.
Worse than trauma.
Now I understand why.

Hope Allah loves me,
So that He’ll protect me.
With His unseen armies,
Surrounding me.

When you open my door,
I close it, lock it even more.
Terrified to let you inside.

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