The Elusiveness of Being
- Vismita
- Sep 12, 2023
- 1 min read

Blazing silences in dark discomfort,
Deathly still in a blurry haze,
A haze of rapid movements,
I stand,
Frozen.
A myriad of emotions,
Engulfed in the perpetual need to escape,
Run.
Run far and wide.
An attempt to no avail,
And I stand,
Frozen.
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