Tired
It seems like the world is always in a haste—
in every place I look, something's moving;
in every tick of the clock, something's happening;
in every blink of an eye, something's changing—
and sometimes,
in between these moments,
I find myself lost.For once,
I just want to take a pause from anything
and enjoy the stillness of time.For once,
I just want to take a break
from any movements,
from any happenings,
from any changes.For once,
I just want time to halt
and live some moments a little bit longer.
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PoetryThe restless spindling thoughts of mine that hinders me of having a peaceful slumber every lonely night..