The Limit

I guess that I feel limited at times when I see the darkness inside my mind. I'm stuck there and it seems impossible to escape. The sky is up above and I still can't seem to jump more than a foot or so in the air.

If I knew how to swim up the streams of air, or possessed a large sum of money to invest in a technology that would allow upward movement is be fine, though unfortunately I have neither of these at the moment. What I have are a few faded glow-in-the-dark scribblings on the pitch black walls in my head which express trite motivational expressions. I've yet to see the truth in them, yet I've still not given up hope.

Through the narrow port hole I can still see with one eye the clouds move through the blue ocean above. I'm inspired to solve the puzzle of the trap I'm stuck inside. After all, what else is there to do aside from giving up?

I'm using my dreams to fuel the torch that allows me to search for the answer.