Half Alive

Staring at the nonstop drop ,
That descend from the top,
The harsh wind that blew,
A slow but, deep sense of
Unrest that it began to brew.
The clouds were getting darker,
The sun was setting faster..

Everything seemed to go away farther and farther
To put my thoughts together seemed harder...

I stood giving a wild stare at the sun,

The clouds towards the sun, they ran.

Alone I stood and stared
As if for me no one cared...
My eyes were focussed wonder at what???
Because I was thinking about nothing at heart...

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