Far away, from everyone and everything. No land in sight as i seem to drift along with my sturdy raft in the ocean of forgotten dreams and promises. I am in a place were thinking is not an option but doing is something that i have to do if i want to reach safety. Im out in the open with no place to rest my head. The motion of the waves flood my ears with promises of dreams and promises that i thought i could hold on to and come into reality in time. But they fill my heart with sadness knowing that i couldnt make my simpliest of dreams come true. Hoping that someone will find me out here all alone i hope i can let the past be the past and reach a safe haven and where i can be at peace where i see land and all promises and dreams can come true.
Out in the Open
July 28, 2010