Intangible


Riding alone in heavenly hell
I found myself at peace
With stars and infinity above myself
And beside, a disguised grief

For the time ahead was intangible
My words never came to exist
The weary ride and thoughts alive
Were set to fall on an eclipse

While I drifted from reality
Fantasies came alive without a beat
And succumbed to the actuality
Of splendid memories lying in chaotic neat

Intertwined that my mind was
I found my evil ending
Amidst the desolation, I left my past
Without ever knowing the ironic fending

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