Sanctuary [Poetry]

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Recently, I feel like the clouds in the sky. You see it moving, but it's just the earth, you see. I keep watching it during those short time with myself—although I don't even really feel at peace. I feel like everything is damn noisy along with the thoughts in my head, but most of the time the thoughts are silence, like an empty space.

So, I voiced out the unheard through these.

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You're one of the few people that keeps me still. I've been this way since the old times—lost, faraway, distant, empty—but I always try to get back with everyone's pace, with your pace, so I wouldn't get carried away, so I'd get to stay intact in this world.

So I won't just stray away due to my thoughts trying to drag me down.

We're made up of ironies—our bodies so well compressed matter but the mind floats away in abstract like damn useless atoms. We are all so painfully connected but still, the gap is too obvious not to see. Our soul somehow intertwined but we couldn't just find it, not everyone knows where. We are lost, although we are here.

I, on the other hand, feels everything in every opposite possible way—if that's even something real. Or maybe this is my thoughts playing tricks on me again. Who knows. It's not like I truly am a wise in everything.

I'm just an empty shell occupied with feelings and thoughts, just to fill the space lingering within.

I'm trying to stay still, for you, for that few people. I keep listing plans, so I have something to look forward tp—even if lots of it wouldn't really happen anytime soon, or maybe never.

At least, I'm here.

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1Sept2019, Sun