no more words left...

i set myself free in all directions...a sea of broken facades...a wasteland of BS...what a joke all of it became...knowing i dont fit in the places i thought i did...not seeing one place where i do...writing a book i thought would have a rose colored glasses ending...but it ends as it began...in a dream...this is life...we walk from one dream into another...those of us that dream more than live...

i stood there today seeing my mom as just a dream...soon to be gone...she was in a room and soon will not be...passing with only a handful of people remembering her and then they will pass and all traces of her are gone...and such is my life as well...and many of our lives...all back to stardust...and light...

today was not a good day...and yet i learned...to use no more words...they are useless...they are never heard...and to use no words i am set free...because in the grand scheme of things...

i am already a dream...