Let the love of Allah heal you. And free you.
Tell this imprisoned soul that it will never be owned. Nothing will ever own you. But God.
Can not the One who gives life to dead land, give life to dead hearts?
Oh my heart, there is another way to love. Do not love the gift for what the gift is. Love the gift for Who it came from.
My Nafs screams out for what it desires. But my will to be free screams louder.
When you're in trouble don't depend on yourself. Don't depend on people. Depend on God.