Oct 22, 2007 00:44
i built a ship that put my decisions on sails and sailed to an uncharted island that i thought no one without the intention could ever discover.
as i arrived i was dissapointed to find, a circle made by this indecisive head. it took a year and now i'm back in the nest.
and the trip took a toll on the vessel, theres some holes from the times i lost rest. now the sails resemble my confidence, tearing with the slightest wind. when each gust is a chance to sail again.
i crafted an anchor that gave weight to my concious and stopped me before i gave in. but before it hit the ocean floor it snapped because the links proved short. now i must go into the dark if i want it anymore. its not a dive that i've taken before. but it cant be bad i haven't even left the shore.
there's a million ships, sailing with insurance, its reassuring they're arrival to wherever they've aimed as they slowly conquer the horizon.
chasing a lifetime of sunsets as sunrises reset the days and they are finding their island.
lets just beleive that we're being deceived and we'll found out that we actually were.