And I've had sleepless nights
Longing for the feelings I can never touch.
I am engulfed by the silence,
Only the sound of the clock ticking
and my heart beating
keeps awake the life in me.
As my feeble hands scribble down these words
As the morning dawns before my eyes.
As life passes me by
I just sit and wonder:
Have I ever really lived?
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Chasing Horizons
PoetryWhen I saw life killing me, A thought crossed my head: I had spent my entire life chasing horizons. Horizons which I could never touch.
