Timeless Times

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

It a poem about getting so lost in the tangled mess know as your thought, that you are completely unaware of everything around you.

Timeless times I sit in an empty room, quiet and alone. I shut my eyes and try to wake up from this maddening dream. Somehow day by day, hour by hour...nothing changes. I desperately search for a meaning and purpose. I stand alone in the silence and still. Looking for something, anything. I am strangely disappointed, just to find my self once again lost in the tangled mess of my own thought.


Submitted: May 26, 2011

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