mental lethargy.
a second of sleep is a minute of a scene in my dreams.
i've been dreaming too much lately.
too much that my dream cannot contain itself.
i love time for bed.
another cycle of series begins.
for the past month,
there had been so much...
some of which i wonder why i took up the challenge.
some of which i am glad i made a good stand.
some of which i do not know why i did to make me feel unwell,
some of which i am glad to make my heart feel cared again.
men are creatures with some a little good in them.
i finally found some with a wee bit of what i like.
if only some dreams come true.
if only.
if only hopes were that great.
if only hopes weren't false.
i would never be drained.
i would never be exhausted.
anyway, here i am alone.
it is cold and pouring in the west area.
i feel a pathetic person in me,
with only a dim light of the spirit in me.
i had been...
praying deep inside, that things all negative come to an end.
problems are temporary we know.
it's just speaks of time & effort.
i've put in my effort.
now i pray for the postivie to turn me around.
to feel like the happiest living person in the universe.
when i like to
think,
i sink myself into the thoughts of people.
when i like to
think,
i sink myself into the thoughts of the holy ghost.
when i am able do the things i want to,
when i am able to stand beside the man i want to,
when i am able to strive for the things i dream for,
when i am able to feel the people i feel for,
i feel my life a fufilled life.
how bad it all happens.
there's a good out there.
just waiting for you.