A Message of Helplessness:
If I...
If you...
Were merely strangers who silently passed each other by,
merely people who brushed past without ever knowing one another,
then
perhaps I wouldn't be
as battered and bruised as I am now...
And yet,
it is only
an unrealizable dream...
a dream filled with nothing but cruelty...
Flowers bloom and fade,
we meet, then miss each other,
how many twists and turns are there in life,
how many what-ifs,
what-ifs lost to fate,
you and me, bound by fate,
leaving only
helpless waiting...
Waiting for fate to pull the strings,
waiting for my own destruction,
waiting for that so-called miracle...
The ifs and what-ifs of the past,
the helplessness and sorrow of the present,
the story behind it all
is about to
quietly unfold here...
Float, float... Worry~