Scroll and scroll

we scroll and scroll
fading further from containing control,
losing touch with
the soul..
seemingly senseless
and losing interest in anything
outside of the machine
 behind the lit up screens,
 do we even possess dreams anymore?
or do we just obsess over
what everything means and
 ignore the screams within
avoiding going where we've never been
getting bored of growing lonely
and feeling like a phony..
we can change
how we live,
it's a choice we have to make
we're losing self control
and have no will power,
over indulging excessively,
we're a mess
we know it
let's own up to this
and fix the shit we fucked up
and learn how to
 shut the fuck up for once,
no words aloud
no words within
just give in
to the silence
just being
breathing
heart beating
living
observing
wondering
watching the world
judging nothing
embracing everything..
eyes examining each strange creation,
interacting with the environment
 and it's inhabitants,
increasing communication
leaving behind
alienation
keeping our heads up
destroying the distractions
diving deep into
 every detail in this dimension..