Sailing

Each day is like the last,
The ever repeating past,
Never relenting,
Always preventing,
What happiness really meant.
Just one day, my wish would be,
To climb aboard a boat,
To sail away and be free.

But dark clouds block my way,
Forcing me to stay,
When the dark clouds fade away,
Revealing the new day,
Something deep inside,
Still brings me to a lonesome sigh.

The secret I posses,
That fills me with distress,
To hard to live on, To hard to be strong,
But not anymore,
I refuse, to fight this war,
The short-lived happy times, is what I cry out for.

The future comes into focus,
And with that unfolds a plan,
To sail away on a boat,
To a far away land.

Sailing away is my way out,
Sailing away is just a word I use to lie about,
Sailing away is just another cover,
So people will not notice, and discover.
Sailing away is my suicide,
That has a hidden meaning deep down inside,
While the waves calm, and begin to yield,
My heart starts to unwind, and heal.

Now for miles the sea is calm,
No more chains, to hold me down.
No more pain, will come around.
From this day forward,
I will be found in the sea,
Sailing the constant waters,
Living free.©

Written by: Connor (my little bro)