The Tilted Scale
Am I in calm?
Or am I in unease?
Never have I felt in peace
More than ever
But with it
The rising waves of anxiety
The collision
Between the tranquility and apprehension
Can’t seem to find my place
Time seems to drip slowly
Into the next day
The drip drips
Irritating my mind
Inner peace inner peace
They say
But how can I
When everything is in imbalance
The scale is tilted
Tilted to the other end
The precious marbles falling
Falling and shattering
To pieces
To pieces
Infinitesimal pieces of shards
Can never turn back into one
But we can create something new
Create something more beautiful
Than ever
A rainbow of scintillating slivers
A fine powder for fairy dust
Who knows
Maybe we can fly
To our Neverlands
Someday
Soon
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