Sunday, May 27, 2007

One may blame me

One may blame me to be broken, when all that is valid should better be saved. I don't care about, if something matters because what matters now is forgotten tomorrow.
I stopped fighting to drown. It's a lie that you die. I breathed the water right in and travel behind the courtains since then. Under the surface. They don't get far by swimming, because most of the strength, most of the effort, is spent holding the head above the waves.
There's no such thing as a shortcut. Cuts go deep. Always.