Going with the Flow.

Our lives.

What are they really?

what do they mean?

My thought process, the random thoughts running like rivers, Im lost, Im lost!

i'm looking for my way!

my nightmares are becoming a reality, im seeing darkness, the only light coming from the rather narrow neon white blood stained path that im on.

my world, its crashing.

it's crashing below my feet.

my world, our world....this world?

a wonderland?

a lie?

a place that's really a dream?

are we sleeping?

are we awake?

closing breaths, cant breathe, cant see.

falling.

falling faster.

dropping?

like rain drops?

are we close?

are we dead?

are we alive?

are we sick..?

more falling, no, breaking, breaking in half.

there goes the white rabbit.

there's a pause?

has time stopped?

is it dead?

is it back?

whats going on?

cant feel, am i numb?

are feelings lost?

lost and found?

found then lost?

gone?

leaving slowly from the emotionless kisses?

the rose talks?

have you seen it?

its bloodred pedals glissening from the dew drops?

its singing?

mentally possible?

can it be?

can it not?

we are lost?

no are we found?

have you held my hand?

is it cold?

is it dead?

just like me?

im dead?

no, my soul still flows?

going with it?

Going with the...Flow?