whispered reflections

[zarlon]

and I can't think
and.. i can barely breathe
[ and i want to be someone else, 24 hours a day, seven days a week ]
it's never quite so hard when i'm just
sitting here.
but when the chair starts to move and my mind is nothing more than dust on the ground
there's nothing better than being one with the rain
[ bouncing off the pavement, all my brothers and sisters are one, finally. ]
and maybe.. maybe - i write for a reason
some undefined purpose in life

i want to - feel - everything
an incredible supernova of ideas and thoughts [ but this wasnt the original one ]
do my words confuse you?

wellllll... look a little deeper

not everything should be taken at face value.

[justin]

I like it :) along with all your other writing :)