tumbling

I lie in suspended animation, the only current I feel is my responsibility towards my education and it takes my through. Something like a dead body floating on the current, going through alleyways and then gets left over the shore. But I'm not a dead body. Very much alive. Maybe inside everything's dead, but in this state of bliss, I don't have the power to acknowledge anything. Lost in oblivion but yet still wide awake. Love has lost its meaning and all I remember was how I'd get excited about that movie, where kids travelled though stamps. Magical. And it felt so true. A world that I conjured. A world where happiness was real and so easily available. Now, things are monotonous, there's just nothing as important and that it's harder to wait. Patience is a virtue then my family should be blessed with a whole mountain. We aren't patient, but we try. That's all we can do, our lives lie with the authorities who check if we are eligible for a visa or are lucky enough to be left alone by the family members. We mean no harm. We have left our lives in the hands of the all-knowing god. And we believe in him. I believe in their faith and that keeps me strong. Listening to beatles comes close to that feeling, but all I really admire is those guys knew what it felt to be human.