Thursday, June 07, 2007
--I'm Tired...--
I'm tired...
Tired of all the politics...
Tired of all the facades...
Tired of all the hypocrites...
Tired of people...
Tired of myself...
Tired of all the lies...
__________________________
People dig wells in search for water...
And people rely on wells for water...
The old staple well was depleting,
so they begun to look for a new one.
One day, when they dug...
They found traces of water,
They thought they've finally found;
A reliable source of water.
So no one thought to dig deeper.
They rejoice.
They drank their hearts full,
They drank the old well empty...
And when the next day came,
When they needed water,
They went to the new well for water...
There was none.
They didn't believe it,
They dug deeper,
Only to find nothing...
And dehydration finally took their life.
What if one day you needed water,
and you went to look for the well you thought
you could rely on...
Just to find it empty..?
Would you lay down and die...
Look for another well...
Or decide maybe the well might provide
you with what you need if you dug deeper,
and went back to it?
-Zhi.
Then again, i ask myself:
Why was the flame encased in ice so thick?
What was it that froze a flame so wild?
Now that it is frozen, was it for the better?
Or was it for the worse?
2:31 PM
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