RMC

As far as I can see,
there is no stoaway aboard
this vessel I call my soul,
for I’m sober now on patrol.

I hear the words
and they make sense.
And I haven’t found harbor
to drop burdens off there.

Prepare I care for all
those who provide a light
of insight I delight
until the morning of my soul.

It is a meaning I deep dive,
into water of peril I’ve survived
terror and every arrow
I want all to see I bleed.

Like everyone I know I’ve seen
a pestilence of disease
and I won’t trust now
anything found on the high seas.

So I breath an emotion
for motion I dream that dream.
Of crisp ocean breeze,
can a person like me be set free?

I have no hate for anyone,
I just love laughs and kicks
of quick sand where I rise.
Perseverance I find I survive.

With my mind intact react
I do in the morning dew.
To try my best to find my mind
right so I can discern you.