This mind is habituated to staying occupied,
To break that chain is unbearable,
It pains and it feels bored,
Are pains owing to waste of irreversible time lost?
But does meaningful time pause as it is counted?
Staying ideal within idle is tough,
That "sth is absent" feeling kills us little each day,
What more is left than move on?
How did we manage this far?
Yet why same habituated pain seem afresh each time we feel?
Paradoxically in pain we prefer time given to ourselves, quiet.
This pain talk seems overrated,
Yet how can we ignore when it affects us the most?
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