A poem describing the way I feel about the world sometimes.

My mind is floating in a state I cannot follow.

I’m left in a stupor without a direction.

I feel grounded to one place, yet all I want to do is run forever.

My soul is fragmented in a way that’s irreparable.

The world has permanently ingrained its coldness upon myself.

Some days I look into the distance and wish to achieve genuine happiness;

And I’m almost able to believe that one day it’ll be attainable..

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