A silhouette of me in the dark silence of timelessness.
What do i seek?
A moment of silence ....
An iota of realization that i really am alive.
Sleep is boring and its yet not optional.
Moments are everywhere but yet not so real.
Living life in the plasma of surreal.
Where and how do we walk?
When can we be aloud to talk.
Moments are lost in the chaos of nothing
Where are we going? Are we doing something?
How good is this reality or is it just a mock?
A distant vessel sailing to hit the rock....