HiddenDreams

Long but worth reading. PLEASE?

I remember when I was little. I remember when I was so awake and I cold always recognize every scent and sound. I was so awake. So bright and shining. I new the smell of spring, moist with fresh grass. I could feel the wind it blew through me and lived in me. In the winter the icy feel of the snow was extraordinary. I knew it all. And my eyes were bright and open and I laughed very often. Every event had it's own separate feeling. Christmas was always cozy and party-full. My birthday was spent outside in the summer I could smell the earthy backyard and feel the sunshine kissing my skin. I could feel all of the nature the rain and the wind is lived within me. It made me feel so alive. These days, I'm half dead. I float through life. I can't smell the season's the way I once could. Now a days the wind pushes against me instead of through me. Winter is no longer magical. It is cold and wet. Occasions now come and pass like nothing ever happened. I could sleep for days and still feel half conscious through out my days. I don't notice much. Time is flying past me and I can't grasp onto it. Once in a while on a rare beautiful moment I can feel the way I did back then. I can smell the earthy soil beneath me or I'll get the feeling of closure. When that happens I find I am in a panic to hold onto it and yet I never can. Then I'm stuck again. I don't have to energy to fight it. Then I sink back down into this faded ghost I've become.

Some body help me ?