如果可以…

手里提着两杯热咖啡，
一步一步就是回家的感觉…
速度、鲁莽、挑逗的路灯，
一个顽强的冷血机器…
我的咖啡洒满路地，
呼吸的权力竟是奢侈的回忆…
我用力求情但谁给予…

今天不会用钥匙打开熟悉的门，
熟悉得脸孔失去被复习的机会，
享受回家温暖的气息，
好像是好久以前的回忆，
后悔没急已经不能挽回撕裂的日历，
如果可以…
生命的拔河，我没了力气…
哽咽…窒息…呼……

As sad as this post may seems to be, it is really a reflection of the way we may have choosen to live the lives we hold on to. We have taken the very act of returning home safely for granted. It has become more of a suppose to happen things in our life that we have forgotten how to enjoy the very essence of returning home and enjoying the enjoyable stuffs the house may bring... Be it your pillow, your computer, your favourite blanket, your pictures, that all warm your hearts and lets be thnakful if we can go home to see them every day...

To illutrate my point even further, i made a analogy between the warmth of the house and the breath we all take!
The most taken for granted thing in life is actually the ability to be able to breath. It has been with us right smack from when we burst out of our mums' womb nad will follow till we drop death. But think about it... Have you ever been thankful about the fact that you can breath well and good? Maybe when you go swimming or have ever experience the effects of the lack of air on your body will you appreciate it well...The ability to respire is the most undermined ability that was given to us as we all push your focus towards the ability to see and touch and hear... Learn to appreciate the beauty of the breath and its in this appreciation you may find the meaning of this life you breath through...