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Aug 11, 2004 16:17 # 25334
Life is a breath of air. I see it through a poets eyes. Everything is so complicated yet so beautiful. Is it weird to smile for no reason? I remember when I was easily amused and made happy by the most simplest of things such as the smell during fall of the leafes, fresh air, and rain drops on my face. Give me a pen and paper and I am occupied for hours. Sometimes I used to lay in my room for hours at a time thinking. I miss that. I have been zombified by the internet and television. It sucks my brain dry of all the creativity. Last night I dreamt that I was old and unhappy. I don't want to be like that. I need to live for something! I need to wake up! It's like the song by Smile Empty Soul-Silhouets. "I don't want to live like my father. I don't want to let fear rule my life." I want to do things I never thought I could do. What people make me think I can't do. I want to tell people I love god and not care if they hate me because of it and love them anyway. I'm not afraid to love. I want to cut all the bullcrap games we play. Treating people like crap just because they aren't the same as you. I have no boundaries. My chains have been cut free.
when living and breathing is still overated in the eyes of the seeking.
This post was edited by lostNdelerious on Aug 11, 2004.