As life goes on,
i continue to believe,
that i will still see the dawn, and still have time left to grieve,
as i set sail out to sea,
just to see what i can see.
The promise of something new,
Keeps my willpower strong,
For i see, the wind so blue,
As i whistle, my favorite song.
The blood from my skin,
Bleeds gently onto the deck,
As my body looks so thin,
I feel like such a wreck.
I know i must keep going,
To get back to where i call home,
As the winds continue blowing,
I know that i'll never be alone.
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This Is Your Voice
PoetryA selection of poetry, that I have written from the last three years. An anthology of my poems from the last three years, which I have put together, for everyone to enjoy, about survival, love, heartbreak and pain, and my own experiences in life. ...
