muddled thought

what is there to say?
how can it be formed into simple new times roman words on the screen.

a loss of direction
a loss of self understanding.

heavy heart and weighted soul struggle onward while the dark closes in all around.

separate. how far way can you feel from all those around you?
separate from all that seems natural normal and right.

people are constantly striving towards something.
the focal point varies from person to person.
perfection, love, wealth, beauty, power

lately the thought of "what are you striving for?" has crossed my mind. again and again the question returns, I struggle for an answer.

of course there are things I hope for in life. Dreams and ambitions you might call them. but do i want out of life.