The Forgotten Land

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Slowly dissolving.
Yet people come back to pull me up.
Though they might have threw a string.
It wasn't conviencing enough to make me go back up.

Guess i got a slap from God now.
Worldly life won't get you anyway i guess.
It's been a long time since i blogged about anything.
But the rope that impacted me has been thrown i cannot continue keeping slient.
Now it's up to me to grab it or continue sinking into the deep ocean.

When it's too late i'll be consumed by it's raging waters and sink into the darkness.
Funny to blog about death.
I advise someone about it when been asked, yet i myself am going towards the other direction.
I feel like holding on to the rope.
But it seems too comfortable in the water.
Maybe being in the warmth of the land for too long makes the ocean so attractive.
I wanna break free for awhile.
Just sink for awhile.

Just be free for awhile before i decide.
Maybe this is my last post.
Maybe not.
But God is always waiting.
Should i make him wait longer ?
What right do i have to make him wait ?
Even if a stranger were to say i'll wait for you.
You will meet the person right ?
Why make the person wait for you ?

Hopefully the person moves away and go home.
I don't want to be missed.
I just want to disappear, and carry on my journey.
A wise man told me once.
We have to carry out our own journey, good or bad will be up to our decision and the actions we make.

So long.

and the frost fell...
those glassy crystal orbs... Shannon left a note @
3:14 pm

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Sunday, July 26, 2009