Lost in the sea,
No wind, no sail,
It’s happened before,
And I somehow prevail,
I look to the left,
A frightening silence,
I look to the right,
Waves of violence,
I look up to the sky,
No stars to guide,
I look down at the floor,
Rocking side by side,
From the front far ahead,
A light hit my eye,
Through my peripheral vision,
I took it as a lie,
A lighthouse sending,
Flickering pulses of hope,
Tied to my boat,
And I’m just pulling the rope!
My Mind's Journal 