Timeless times I sit in an empty room, quiet and alone. I shut my eyes and try to wake up from this maddening dream. Somehow day by day, hour by hour...nothing changes. I desperately search for a meaning and purpose. I stand alone in the silence and still. Looking for something, anything. I am strangely disappointed, just to find my self once again lost in the tangled mess of my own thought.
Submitted: May 26, 2011
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