Don’t wake me cause I’m dreaming in color
black and white is not my friend-
candy coated figures hold me in my bed.
I’ve never been so deep inside a shadow
I’ve never been so insecure of what I know
I’ve gotta figure it out
I need a story to tell.
Where’s the feeling I long for
I’ve gotta figure it out before I lose you love.
Big city streets are calling me loud
the busy keeps me high
But this quite town is weighing me down tonight.
When one says that the mind is a scary place…have you ever really thought about the extent at which this could be true? Most things that we think are displayed through our body language, actions, our very aura. What is left in the deepest recesses of our subconscious?
I find myself withdrawing from the world that I exist in and retreat; curl myself into a ball inside my mind and live inside my thoughts. I suppose the supposed “danger” that most refer to is not the thoughts themselves it is our inability to share them. How amazing would it be to show the someone the very thoughts running through our heads. To display truthfulness in the most raw way possible. To express your true feelings and emotions through your very mind. Go on a journey to the only existence that makes sense to YOU…your own mind. The world that I live and breathe in is finite. My mind is the only infinite thing I know; the only retreat from the surreal life. I analyze the cause and effect, the actions and reactions of every aspect of my interactions and experiences.
Do you serve a purpose? Everyone needs to “leave something behind” so they say. A Legacy. A discovery. A Child. A memory. What makes every person significant…or is everyone just a number. I want to know what triggers people…what is the motivation that gets them up every day…and what dreams lull them to sleep.
Why does the heart hurt when we cry. Why do we experience ecstasy when we laugh. Why are we completely and utterly unaware of the surrounding world when we are in love. How does hatred spawn destruction. where is the breaking point. where does one draw the line.
normality. define it. who is normal? when is normality breached. this perception exists that the way one carries out everything in their life has to be confined to certain patterns and arrangements or else it is imbalanced.
how much of what we do is influenced by one person or a view. how individualistic is each individual? how reliant are we on human interaction. why does a hug suddenly make you feel whole. how can a human touch change everything about how you feel in a moment of loneliness.
all I seek is peace of mind. I will spew out my thoughts until my mind is serene. bare with me.