Poems about me

waves, sailors and boats

I can feel the waves
with each passing by
they carry a memory of mine
and slowly I start to remember
the things I wish were lost in time
The same hurt, I am feeling again
I want it gone,
I don't know if I'm strong enough
for a second storm the same size
once I had a boat to carry me through
but it was left damaged and broken
I never bothered to fix it
things from the past
are better left alone
Now I am looking at the horizon
and what may emerge from it
ready or not I have to take
what I once had to endure
Make it through this pain
even when I don't have much left
I am no sailor anymore
a captain without a boat
A bottomless pit
I tried to forget everything
and it brought me back to the beginning
was there a way for things to change
or was it doomed to be this way?