swims or floats above the chaos

watches from above

as skies turn gray she doesn't fade

as bright as the day she came.

always there but never a part

in the right place still always lost

amid the stress... chaos. 

and when she wished to escape it all , to float all on her own 

her strength vanished 

and never brought her back.

to the hollowness of life 

never back to the emptiness of thoughts.

she no longer floated anymore but swam

secure with the thoughts of tomorrow,

never looked back

to the hollowness of the crowded earth beneath, among all the ...chaos.

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