A wordless feeling, a trapped freedom that slowly consumes moments. The "Free" to do the ultimate. Its a satisfaction that simply does not satisfy. I can't swallow without choking, My actions are not nearly close to what i want to do, and lately i haven't been able to express what i really want to say. I don't know what's happening to me, but the more i think about it the less sense it all makes. If only i could sleep through it all, so i could forever float in an atmosphere of pure motion and everything could fall into perfect place.