I almost touched land

but

I chose to be lost at sea.

What’s in a life,

but

empty wishes

in an ocean

of possibilities?

Nobody can tell you what to do

and

Everybody, might mistreat you

It’s a storm.

God, it’s a storm, with gales

that don’t care about flesh and blood sails.

The horizon

is more hopeful

than

the carefully drawn map.

Even if there’s only water

water is life, until you drown in it.

It’s where I belong

at the bottom of a deep dark well.

Drink from my soul.

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