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2007-03-08 13:59:02 ET Sometimes I feel like I am a concious person in an unconcious world. Groping violently in the dark for another concious being somewhere anywhere drifting in and out of conciousness myself sometimes to try and remember how it felt to belong. I know you are out there. You have to be. Once, I heard someone say that surviving isn't living. Maybe that is the someone I am looking for. It's like I want to run down the street or something, naked, and start shaking everyone I can get my hands on. wake up. wake up. WAKE UP. Maybe it's not a someone I am looking for, rather a something. Doesn't eveyone have that ache? The emptiness that needs to be filled, a woman in lust? Perhaps that is the physical manifestation, sex. And food. And substances. Maybe we are all trying so hard to physicaly fill oursleves up with these things,which would be beautiful and positive if it weren't for overindulgence, but we overindulge because we are so hungry, but we are feeding the wrong aspect of ourselves. The physical instead of our minds and spirits. Maybe I'm not all that awake. Maybe the longing to be awake IS my only true empty ache. |
