As my eyes drift dreamily to the ceiling,
It seems this is the only time I'm not interrupted by any being.
My mind a restless ocean of thoughts,
Chaos there is lots.
Lingering silence everywhere,
Ironical compared to the innumerable unsorted sounds screaming to make me care.
I feel like I'm on top of the world,
When the normal slumber and the dreams have their thoughts swirled.
No one to care about what my thoughts or actions dare,
I do slip out from my perfectly crafted cloak which otherwise I wear,
Blissful peace exists; provoking my mind to delve into endless thinking,
With every passing second my mind further sinking,
Opposing forces warring inside my mind,
One telling me to let go and succumb like the others of my kind,
One telling me that I've many virtual lost worlds to find.
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Diya
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