23 December 2016

Setting sun, rising.
Repeatedly moving sideways.
Escaping from the current state.
Gravity prevails all the time, though.
As soon as the movement stops,
reality comes back in.
The loneliness of trying to lose grip on something special.
The aches of trying to set something good free.
Pain, status, human, I am.

About Miss_Pia

Neurotic Health-care Professional who enjoys sleeping, running, reading, introspecting, pole art and exploring new things and sometimes, places!
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