TANGIBILITY

Lost in space,

Regardless of time 

Absent in thought,

Peaceful state of mind

I wish to still and read between the lines

Blurring what was left will recreate the rhyme

So forth do we take, 

I cannot ever break the struggle

If one, were make two 

Then the answer creates double…

Now stay, do we wait? 

Ever patient, too late.

Awaiting one call,

A victim of fate.