The road is too far to the light
There are no bridges to cross
I need a boat
Row me to the other side
Where I'm to go
You cannot follow
Where you are
I cannot come
Mountains won't stand to save
From the monsters returning
In the spaces between dreams
Bursting into roaring waves
Where I'm to go
You cannot follow
Where you are
I will not come
And when the night feels heavy
See the empty boat under
Keep me in mind
And take another on your journey
And now men see not the bright light which is in the clouds: but the wind passeth, and cleanseth them. - Job 37:21
Friday, December 28, 2012
Tuesday, December 04, 2012
Making it Count
Sometimes we do. Make love like there's no tomorrow; 'cuz there is no tomorrow. Be kind and ignore the past years 'cuz we plan to leave. Sometimes.
And sometimes we hate like we never have 'cuz that is far more easy. For us. But mostly, it is for them. Cuz even if you don't want to let go, it is easier if the other person has given up on us.
Letting go is easier than putting the effort to make things right. Because no matter how we try, it will never be enough.
And who in their right minds and logic would not want to take the easy path?
And sometimes we hate like we never have 'cuz that is far more easy. For us. But mostly, it is for them. Cuz even if you don't want to let go, it is easier if the other person has given up on us.
Letting go is easier than putting the effort to make things right. Because no matter how we try, it will never be enough.
And who in their right minds and logic would not want to take the easy path?
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