Friday, November 02, 2007
--Drift Away--
Maybe i'm just a bad sailor...
Everytime it seems I'm getting closer to the shore...
It drifts away...
Silently I watch it drift away...
Without hate...
Without grudge of it drifting away before my eyes...
Land accepts those who reaches it's shores...
Those skilled enough, strong enough...
Brave enough to set foot on her...
But I'm always stuck in the water...
Unable to get closer...
Watching those who make it there...
Those who found their comfort there...
Those who found their home there...
Those who left...
Those who thoght there were bigger islands to find...
Those who exploited the island for reasons their own...
Those who left it scarred..
But there it is...
Always there before my eyes...
So unreachable...
So intangible...
Drifting out there...
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?
10:27 AM
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