Running away…
From darkness
Like a pendulum I sway
Tired of the painful sharpness
Tried to stay calm
Maintained the inner peace
Causing much more harm
But now I resist to cease
Running away…
From the small
To make a way
Tired of the inner brawl
Sometimes I feel apologetic
For this severe condition
It may seem to you poetic
But it is not a rendition
Running away…
From all the bad
To face the good
Saying goodbye to being sad
Enough of the sarcasm
It’s too hard to handle
Falling into a deep chasm
Extinguished once, now I am the burning candle!
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