This Dimension

This Dimension
(January 28, 2009)

I see an ocean of faces surround me.
Hear the murmur of the packaged crowd.
Feel the caress of the wind on my skin.
Feel the blinding light shine in my eyes.

I am not alone at this given moment,
But everything is but a blur around me.
I am trapped inside this dimension;
It's just me and the deafening silence.

I stand there frozen in time,
My body moving like a Ferris wheel,
Surrounded by a cloud of ghostly rays
And droplets of dew that glisten my face.

There is a presence of something familiar,
Yet I cannot touch it, or see it;
I can only feel it surround me in a tight hold,
Gripping me like a chained prisoner.

Is that me standing in the mist of gray,
Or am I being possessed by another being,
Taking control over all that I am,
All that I thought I was.

What is the purpose of my existence?
How is my life meant to unfold?
What am I meant to accomplish?
In this ever changing realm of the unknown...

These are the puzzling questions,
To which the answers remain a mystery.
A secret locked with the passing of time,
Whose meaning my mind has yet to dissect.