The price of freedom...is steep.

Apr 21, 2011 22:12

 Lately, I've been trying to make sure that my beliefs are waht I affirm to be true, and I've been having some trouble.I sometimes feel as though I'm not even here at the moment. Its as if nothing inhabits my body, like a walking corpse. Sometimes it just feels as if I'm looking from another perspective. It's like I'm looking right at where I am from another angle, but I'm not there.

I'm trying to stay strong, though. I need to. I have to. I have goals and dreams that I need to attain. So much I want to try and accomplish, yet i know I'll be able to pull it off as long as I believe I can.

Though my main goal still stands. I need to be free from things. At this point, I couldn't care less about the material things. I don't care about all the comforts of life, and everything that helps make it easier. I would just walk. Just go wherever the wind takes me. I long for my Shangri-la. I don't know where it may lie, I just know it isn't here. This ship of regret that I currently drift on is taking me nowhere. This land is filled with reminders of the days of old. though alot of them are good, it still pains me. It only makes me pine harder for whats out there.

I don't really know anymore.
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