Wednesday, May 14, 2008


For the last years I've been rowing through an ocean of tar and I haven't gotten too far. I have had all the chances, so many opportunities, known the rewards and cast it all away to the abyss to sink down in the cold depth. My compass is broken leaving me lost and directionless. Can't ask for help when I feel so alone like I'm trapped on an island surrounded by my emotional ship wrecks. Starring to the stars just too many to much handle. How do i push on when all my dreams have become a scandal? So I'll watch others sail by with the gale. When my pace is as slow as a snails. Sometimes struggling i go through life not expected to tread on by anyone still I do to prove to my self true, its time now i set sail from this desolate wasteland and on to the ocean blue.