i am one of the lost!
if dreams are the fuel for mortals. what of those who dont dream?? the dreamless are lost, yet they know not nor care. they walk their path, as the world around them moves on; yet they sit back and watch.
last night i had a dream. one of the best in a long time. its been almost three or four months since ive had a dream, and while its nice to be lost; i dont cherish it.
i wish that i had some sort of driving factor, something that would give life flavor, a little spice per'se. its finally gotten to the point of full and utter bordom. there is little any more that can bring me from this tance of lostness. its like my name and soul are being stripped from my mortal body and yet i watch it happen out of curiousity and bordom. as if everything that really means to be grant is slowly leaking from me. every day i find myself closer to the nameless masses that i so hate. slowly suffocated by the bland nature of our culture.
yet somehow im still me. comformed, changed and altered yes. but still the grant that i used to know as a child. this is little consolation as the tides of time never stop their eternal clash against nature and man.
truely i am one of the lost and i dont give a damn. how can i??
last night i had a dream. one of the best in a long time. its been almost three or four months since ive had a dream, and while its nice to be lost; i dont cherish it.
i wish that i had some sort of driving factor, something that would give life flavor, a little spice per'se. its finally gotten to the point of full and utter bordom. there is little any more that can bring me from this tance of lostness. its like my name and soul are being stripped from my mortal body and yet i watch it happen out of curiousity and bordom. as if everything that really means to be grant is slowly leaking from me. every day i find myself closer to the nameless masses that i so hate. slowly suffocated by the bland nature of our culture.
yet somehow im still me. comformed, changed and altered yes. but still the grant that i used to know as a child. this is little consolation as the tides of time never stop their eternal clash against nature and man.
truely i am one of the lost and i dont give a damn. how can i??