To be stagnant.

Time around me is ticking and tocking, but the time within me has stopped. I am frozen within a single, chaotic frame of time.

I always imagined stagnancy to be tranquil, but it seems that I was so wrong. I am suspended in a fixed state of turbulence.

I…
I…. I…..
Never mind.

No, go on. Finish your thought.

But I already did.

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3 Comments on “To be stagnant.”

  1. I really like your writing style. Is it meant to be a poem? it’s quite poetic 🙂


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