*Cosmic Mist*
Bluelighter
This is a piece i wrote ages and ages ago, so it doesn't really reflect how i feel at this current moment, but it becomes relevant to me from time to time... i just thought i'd sahre... 
Has there ever been a time in your life when you've looked back on yourself and wondered why?
It's like there's nothing out there but empty space, and a whole lot of nothing, which really is something to someone, it's just that no one knows exactly what it is, or to whom it belongs.
It's the kind of feeling which overwhelms and winds you, like a cold breeze on and equally cold day, when you're not wearing a jumper, and it's still a ten minute walk 'til you're home.
It's almost like someone knows you well enough to drag you back itno the real world, and yet they know nothing about you, and everything they say seems to be nothing more than a superficial attemp to understand you "better".
Not that anyone can be blamed for trying to understand...not that anyone can be congratulated either...it's one of those fickle things that's neither good nor bad, but rather intermitantly hanging inbetween...and no one really knows which side it belongs on and no one really cares.
As i sit here and think about everything relevant and not, i can't help but feel that a huge chunk of me is missing, somewhere out there...
but still i keep on searching, for this thing that i'm not sure i even want to find...
Has there ever been a time in your life when you've looked back on yourself and wondered why?
It's like there's nothing out there but empty space, and a whole lot of nothing, which really is something to someone, it's just that no one knows exactly what it is, or to whom it belongs.
It's the kind of feeling which overwhelms and winds you, like a cold breeze on and equally cold day, when you're not wearing a jumper, and it's still a ten minute walk 'til you're home.
It's almost like someone knows you well enough to drag you back itno the real world, and yet they know nothing about you, and everything they say seems to be nothing more than a superficial attemp to understand you "better".
Not that anyone can be blamed for trying to understand...not that anyone can be congratulated either...it's one of those fickle things that's neither good nor bad, but rather intermitantly hanging inbetween...and no one really knows which side it belongs on and no one really cares.
As i sit here and think about everything relevant and not, i can't help but feel that a huge chunk of me is missing, somewhere out there...
but still i keep on searching, for this thing that i'm not sure i even want to find...
