In the middle of the night…

Sun rising above,
Drops rolling down,

Memories turning nightmares,
Burning eyes with sharp glares,

Had there been any passages,
Passing all the messages,

To say "Why?! No more!"
Had enough of this to my core,

Some things fade away,
As sometimes nothing can stay,

But you had if it lingers again,
Pause-Play-Pause, uh the chain,

Afraid to tell someone,
’Cause there's - a lot, many, tones,

And with the hurting fear,
Azaan nearby I can hear,

Maybe that's the sign to let it go,
Almighty saying - sleep my child, there's a lot to this show.