And so it goes until we are drifting on as mere dust that floats with each step someone else takes. we are made up of stars begging to be named and taken in, growing in numbers but lacking substance. we are losing our intellect so fast that we will soon drown in our stupidity.
Your words are piercing and powerful... Existence... Life... Yes, it is like a river (constantly moving around us and taking us down so often)... Please don't ever stop writing. You are a writer, and I hope no one ever moves you from your dreams...
very intellectual and deep. very few words but gets the point across. I think you could even go further by shortening the first line even more. instead of
'And so it goes until we are just drifting on ,until we are mere dust that floats with each step someone else takes' you could possibly rearrange a few things such as 'and so it goes, until we are drifting on as mere dust that floats with each step someone else takes'. less words but still get the same message. i love the analogy of 'being made up of stars'. and the last line is very powerful and true, making the reader stop and think.
I am nothing
I am just here
I am rejected
I am full of fear
In this crazy world all that makes sense to me is this world is the words and worlds i place upon paper. To write what comes to mind just .. more..