Apr 09, 2005 15:45
I am I
And you seem you...
Now that rocket science is out of the way, My day is going by pretty slow, still got about 4 hrs of work left, and not a damn relief in site minus this flash game i'm playing where you shoot midget vampires that run down a hallway at you... Pretty entertaining... I miss feeling alive at times, like I'm breathing in vain, just forcing myself to stay awake, to stay alive, there are clear moments here and there, some light in the perpetual tunnel of dark that is this wonderous life. Some say I need Jesus, but I have him, some say I need guidance, I say that they themselves need guidance for one person with the same situation cannot trully lead another. This is trully the land inherited by the meat.
I feel nothing sometimes... Not the warmth of a smile, or the chill of cold raindrops pitter pattering their way across my face in the midday rain.
I feel weak, without a true purpose sometimes, I go alittle crazy...
I miss the challenge, I miss the pursuit...
I want to talk, I want to really interact, nut just have dull moment after dull moment...
Havent you ever felt such a spark, such and electrical charge just by sitting with a person? Just by being nervous of what to say to them, and when you do how to deliver and thier reaction? Because the moment you spend with them is so crucial?
I've felt that before...
There are so many pivotal moments in life, so many springs to bounce off on.
Why does my heart feel so bad?
Is it these open doors?
Flooding doubt and a madness beyond compare of a despair so rare, one with passion, and the rage of a great beyond, beyond the dreams that you can imagine, beyond the boundaries of the flesh and into the realm of the true inhabitor of beings....Of the soul.
I need to wake up, I sleep ever so dormantly, ever without vigil... Alone in the dark, Just I in the shadow I cast in the darklight....
Storm clouds are brewing in my mind, cast skies dark aside.......
I am so lost....
Won't someone please come and find me...
I wander alone...
I turn to see my steps fade away...
Figures...
The pervasive sense of lonliness...
Companinon only to my depressive despair.