I wake up and see, Happiness is hanging on a thread.
A thousand voices scream all around.
one silent soul wants to be found.
Can't get enough of this mad race..
and I forgot what to chase..
What does it mean to let go?
running along, giving up or taking it slow?
I can breathe and think
but is it good enough not to sink?
1 comment:
seriously ramblings might be nonsensical but good poetry.
shud i say bravo
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