• LIF3.

    what is life?
    life is a dream, without shadows, or darkness.
    its a black hole. with bloddy toxic spilling out of my arms.
    the never-ending journey of life to death is an idiotic quest.
    without shadows or darkness, what is there?
    without shadows, there cannot be light.
    without darnkness, there cannot be light.
    its dull. like a beach with nothing but water.
    no people live in this dull beach.
    there is no sun. there is no moon.
    just a never ending vast quake of waves.
    nothing but dreams, surround me.
    there is no sound. there is no music.
    no birds chirping. no whistling.
    no sound of the waves crashing against this gray shore.
    just the dull feel of water, pulling my feet into the ocean.
    pulling me to death.
    pulling me to drown in this gray water.
    why should i let it take me?
    why shouldnt i?
    what else is there out there?
    all i see is nothing.
    i dont hear anything.
    i dont feel.
    all that surrounds me are dreams..
    what is in those dreams?
    in those dreams, i can see light.
    i can see darkness.
    i can hear the waves.
    i can hear the birds.
    i can see the water glowing with the light.
    from the moon and the sun.
    there is everything.
    there is every little thing ive ever wanted.
    or liked. or loved.
    in these dreams there is life.
    there is family.
    there is no being alone.
    there is sadness.
    and happiness.
    there are people that sing lovely music.
    there are beautiful people.
    there are people that have everything.
    there are people that have nothing.
    these people all dream.
    they all sleep, and eat, and brush their hair.
    they all grow up.
    they are alive.
    but.
    but what am i?
    am i nothing?
    no.
    i am a dreamer.
    i know what is real and what is not.
    or do i?
    am i alive?
    am i dreaming?
    how do i know?
    i dont know.
    am i just dreaming of the dull beach?
    or do i live in it?
    maybe its both.
    the dullness, is maybe how i feel.
    the livelyness, is maybe how i live.
    i have everything.
    i do not want more. i want nothing more.
    or do i want more.
    i want to live in a magical place.
    where the water is breathable.
    where there is no sickness.
    where death is quick and unfeelable.
    i want so much more.
    but i wont get it. cause what i want, does not exist.
    a place with magical creatures.
    somewhere where i can summon animals.
    to fight with me on battles, or glide through the air with.
    where i can go on an amazing journey.
    where life can be so much more.
    i wish this existed.
    maybe it does.
    somewhere in this world.
    i will find it, if it does.
    but till then, its just a dream.
    a dream waiting to happen.