A stolen day, A muted me,
Numbed by pain,
A feeling of loss,
I don’t know what.
Jarring Music to shut off the world around,
A matching stride to fool myself.
Too many things to do,
So many sights to see,
Life is a joy,
Then why does it feel like a staged performance?
Beautifully written:)
ReplyDeletePacked with feelings...full of vigour!!
ReplyDeleteWell expressed!
wonderfully expressed. We all feel like this at times, but u put it nicely!
ReplyDeleteRESTLESS
Nice thoughts!!
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