with no rhyme

away my thoughts fly
resting on uncertainty
never wanting to go back to reality
every second of stillness
lacks the vibrancy of love.
carrying the weight of sadness
abode to the comfort of grief
better is the life of the other
reaching slowly to the depths
every second of stillness
rustling in the soul of mine
agony i keep behind.

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