Hey Heart, Are Tou Sorry?

This fire within me is consuming me every moment. I am melting, as if my conscience is inflicting the agony of the mistake I made… It hurts… It hurts so much that while I am alive, it feels like my flesh is being sliced apart… I say to myself, ‘How can I go back and fix everything? How can I repay the efforts I wasted? What about the presence of Allah! How can I repay the rights of others when death knocks on my door and the moment of judgment arrives? I… I cannot understand… How could I make such a mistake? How could I be so blind? How could I be so thoughtless… I am so remorseful! Oh Allah! This weak servant cannot turn back time, surely… But is there no way for them to become as if they never committed the mistake? Show me a way out… How can I rid myself of this torment of conscience? I don’t even have the courage to commit the same mistake again… Besides… I have no hope left for myself… That’s why, how will I extinguish this fire now? How will I undo what I have done? I have no idea… I am constantly consuming my life and breaths with the same question: ‘Tell me, O heart, are you remorseful?