a dimension where sentiments reign

silence

from time to time,
I have always considered myself a rather obscure person.

I don't have quite the look that most girls consider attracting. Nor do I have a fine job, or a fine car.

My thoughts are also less than interesting. I can find no excitement in talking about politics, sport events or worse, fashion trends.

To sum it all up, I consider myself an empty shell. A hollow existence. One could say I don't even have a defining will to live.

But who could blame me?

Life is given,
and one shouldn't expect any sort of investment return from it.

you live, and you do it the way you want to. Or have to.

as for me, i chose to live the best of my life behind the most confined of lock doors.

In the darkness.

Under the warm blanket.

Bliss is listening to my
own meaningless breath
and the stacatto of my
clockwork heart.