stranded

Stranded

Part One: The Storm
A maelstrom has brewed, and sets upon me
The winds knock my ship like a toy
Waves crash and threaten to upturn
The rain falls all around, hits me
And I am washed away in the sins of my sorrow
I am lost again, seemingly forever alone, tossed by waves
Without anyone to hold on to, I tremble
The verge approaching with haste; then,
Floating for my life, the teardrops burst forth
The gale still roars around as well
Holding myself, I see no way out, I’m drowning
The perfect storm hits me full force, I’m blown away
Once again I am lost at sea, solitude consuming

Part Two: The Sand
After the tempest takes off, I’m still alone
Drifting for days with no hope, then; a beach
Solitary in proportions, I conquer single-handedly
I explore my new territory; emptiness reigns
A lone palm with a pool beneath it, murky with the unknowable
The beach composes the symphony of the everlast
Flowing sands of time hit by eternal waves

Part Three: The Hermit
I rule an empire of sand
No one but me dwells upon my lonely island;
Still, even I sometimes breakdown and forget my rules
Who would enforce them anyway
I live in the infinite book of sand
It surrounds me, endless, with an ocean fence
I am engulfed by it all, feeling isolated;
This is no archipelago, just a solitary island in an empty sea
The real value of insignificance is realized
I crave company but receive none; only the fish
But even among them there are sharks
Biting at what’s left of my tattered remains, my outer shell
This hermit wants to leave it all behind
And find someone, anyone…