Debris:A Collection Of Poems

In my eyes

I placed all my dreams in a box and set sail for the real world
Lost everything before I made a score
Relentlessly, ignoring pirates and parents I kept my composure
Had a mind of my own to make things right
So with a headlight and a toolbox, I went down the alley of life
Having had little to no experience by only ingesting theories
I may have hit a pipe or two
Burst my eyes out crying for a good portion of the journey
I pleaded with myself for a break, but my own self wouldn't let it
Locked myself, safe in the rectangular cabin with my questions turning in my head
Like wheels I have no control over
Moving where the tide pleases
"I love you too" because everyone was saying it
I was not going to be abandoned on the shore
Till now I don't even know what that means or feels like
A touch of real turbulence and my eyes are back on the sea
My ship is back on the waves, riding into uncertainty, the wind urging me into oblivion
I don't need distractions now
My oars are swishing me away from happiness
With a steady grip and my anchor firm
I steer towards the north, that's up until the end
Slowly but as sure as ever my ship makes its turn just before the iceberg
Without a hitch, without a crack
I know it's not over
In my case this is the storm before the storm
With a crooked grin that lifts only half my face
I resist the urge to walk the plank
A single tear escapes my glass eyes, the rigid smile still on my face
I make my final rest
A millennium of travel awaits.