Philosophical

is this how 
it is meant to be? 
its raining again - 
through this curtain 
of consistent confusion 
the vaporised blues 
shine in their 
extra-terrestrial likeness 
of multi coloured hues - 
of this earth 
i feel no connection 
of this life 
i can only feel rejection.. 
swarthed in a blanked 
of unsustainable protection 
these beings 
who are - but are not 
compel me forward - 
it is as if 
the machinations 
of thought bound 
realities 
confuse and confine 
in a limitless 
unbounded direction 
where they shall take me 
i do not know - 
for i am driven 
and i know not where to go...

its raining again...