I wonder

If life is all that it seems

I have had nightmares that turned to dreams.

I’ve been to places my eyes have never seen.

I’ve soared to heights

I stayed up at nights

I gathered knowledge and tried to share to both the listening and non-listening ear.

I know what must be done,

But yet I can’t seem to run,

Can’t seem to shake or stay awake.

My best friend is yet, my own enemy and at times I can’t seem to properly direct my own energy.

I wonder

What is next for me

I’ve made a lot of moves but still, I’m not where I’m meant to be.

I’m making money but yet it’s not enough for me.

I crave more than dying and becoming a distant memory.

I need to be a dignified part of history. My prayer is that Allah pushes me to be all that he planned for me.

My body shivers from a cold only I can feel

I’m searching for gold in a world that is unreal

Silver found me and all pain was healed.