Noises within

Escaped the rush around,
The moment when the world appeared to have claws.
Sat from late noon sun to the morning dawn,
Yeah, the entire night,
Deciphering the noises within,
I couldn’t write.
Those little crisis that seep within do become large.
Although meaningless,
But reduce happiness into a mirage.
Wondering what the real chaos was,
Then figured, I forgot to cherish life,

While rest all appeared to be alright.

And deciphering the noises within,

I couldn’t write.

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