Dillusion of worth

Striving always

Wanting more, ever so more

Here to stay, reckon with the Noor

Dare to be, so slightly insane

Words echo with my heart

Where to go? What is hope?

Unable to cope, falling for the Nafs

The najs desires of life 

Here I am ever so slightly insane

Hoping for something

To keep the chaos at bay

Where to go from here?

Shall there be a care

Blinded From the dillusion

What is this illusion?

Ever so more, to seek more

Seek the noor, where is that?

The sanity of the light

Relief but a second

Worthwhile ready to burst

Free to be, worth it

Needing to be

So happy to survive this chaos

Serenity is near and dear

For I am guaranteed peace

Even within the insanity

I am worthwhile

Ready for the brim

Peace, hope

Something more

Here to stay

Breaking the whispers

As the patterns appear

I shall seek what Noor leads

Following the way

With the Lord indeed

Allah the Almighty

Hope for me

Worthwhile

Insane but not lost

Seeking serenity

Always

Hoping for something more

Finding peace of mind

Let me breathe

Upon this insanity, let me be

Striving always