Sittin in the room, where no one is around. With lights on, we see the darkness.
No one to say nothing, even very own mind collapses to understand or even talk to oneself.
Everything slows down,
Thoughts come to end things, cut the line with the world..
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Above self actualization, at the apex of human hierarchy of wants is happiness. No matter the height of our achievement, if we are not happy at the end of the day, our success means little to us. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with insight. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.