If we never got a sign of whether there is life on Mars would we believe that there is extraterrestrial life forms out there in the cold darkness of the empty space?
Have we never sat down or laid in bed even though we are awake and got things to do, just to think about some things and to reflect on what had happened?
Climb up high into the mountain tops or trek into a deep dark cavern and give a shout. We are bound to hear our resounding voices. But what if there were no echoes when we give that loud wail... ... What went wrong? =X
Are words to the dead really lost? Can what we say still reach them when they have left us. Does it matter to the receiver? Does it matter to me? Does it matter to everybody else?
Is the truth staring so sharply at me yet I am so ignorant to realize it?
That the truth is the person already died and that chapter is over. Fond memories we'll always keep, but sometimes things were just not meant to last. Does it really matter if we found out what happened? Does it help to continue talking to the dead when there is no sign or whatsoever that they are listening? Maybe leave a message in a bottle and let it drift out to sea... ... For no path is darker when our eyes are shut~
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