Cocoon

I feel like I shall return to my own cocoon again. Ending up feeling lonely and sad, then starting to think for just a while. Oh oh!! We were actually going in the wrong opposite way....what's the point of liking some instagram pictures, chatting with friends and posting many "تخاريف".
What's the point of them if they zap our energy, hijack our priceless time and steal your stability. At this state, I feel like I want to switch everything off and simply search for my inner true reason of why I am existing on Earth and why I am still alive till this moment. Now, I discover that "Oh oh, my life has been wasted. It's been misused. I ruined everything why can't I restart?" Later, I simply go on with this same progress again as if nothing has ever happened and as if this moment has never came. One day, Mr. Ending visits me uttering "Sorry, but it's too late for regret, now you're dead and unfortunately, you can't repeat". Consequently, I feel like I've been stabbed. "What am I gonna do now? What's the solution?" Screaming while  جهنم is reflected in the eyes.
"يوم ﻻ ينفع مال و لا بنون" الشعراء

Take care.
It's really close
It's very soon
It's on earth not on moon.

Roba Hamza