Stillness of life used to fascinate me,
Though it has turned into isolation.
I'm rising higher in the sky,
Though the core is still grounded in isolation.
I tried to fight with these processes
Of isolation, betrayals, and solitude,
But at the end of the day,
The highs were too high and the lows were too low.
Which again set me still,
But this time I won't let it break my heart
Or let me down.
Energy gets consumed by daydreaming fantasies
In warm days, leaving me in vain
Without even a hope of dream,
But I won't let it kill me this time.
I won't let it break my heart this time.
The unveiled idea of thine bewitchment
Kept condemning me forever,
Still living like half hope and agony,
Somewhere searching to be worthy for better,
To be on my own,
To let this go and to welcome what's ahead.
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