my wishes i have packed br and stowed away in a chest br my dreams i recognize not br nor they identify with me br when did it all change br so completely br so silently.. br is it always this cruel br this drought of passion br this desert of apathy.. br creeping into my sentience br even as i sleep br with eyes wide open br and breathing...ennui.. br is it my dreams that i miss br or is it that i miss me br ... br the person i used to be br the soul within this sheath br the pulse that whispers br within banks it once upheaved br is it not me.. br i'm looking for br is it not me i've lost at sea br water...water...it's everywhere br yet none i have br to flood this captive free......