Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Drifters.

It’s like a poison in our mind
Poisoned by their images
We’re always in fear of them,
Floating in time of lost hope
and faith

It’s just a hallucination, frame by frame
Since just now we wait and wait
It has been a long night for us
Why not take a pause for now.

Like songs that reminds us of things
It’s something we have to get use to.
It’s tough but it’s also as soft as the clouds
But the truth is, we never touch it before
; Acting is part of forgetting.

Like at the peak of a song, it goes higher
Just like us, we go higher every time we fail
Like graphs we drew during math’s class;
Nothing in life move steadily.
Names and pains written all over the corridors, with tears

Like how you see a woman waiting for her train
Just like how you wait for someone to take you away
To drift in movements you’d never expect.
The way they hold you, so tight
You gain confidence over that because you know
They can take you anywhere without loosing you.

Fall lightly from the sky and follow wherever it takes you
Because for now, you are still falling
Somebody is surely going to catch you someday

Someday

Someone

Somehow

Somewhere

They will.

Because life cycles around you like that
It’s either one way or another.

Doesn’t mean you miss something means you failed
Doesn’t mean you fail to do something means you lose

There’s always a list in us
Tells us what we want and what we already have
Hold on the ones we already have, or the ones we use to have.
It could mean a lot someday.

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