My relationship with my father was far from ideal. Growing up, I never received the love or attention I needed from him, which created an emotional distance between us. I felt lost, without the paternal guidance I longed for. Then, in 2020, during t...
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I sailed my boat on a voyage unknown, Sure of the course, the wind had shown. No doubts, no fears, I trusted the breeze, Guided by the winds, carried by the seas.
Through the vast ocean, I voyaged alone, A journey of purpose, my path my own.
But then, a storm struck from the deep, A trench of darkness where secrets sleep. Blinded, afraid, my heart turned to rust, Lost in the fury, consumed by distrust.
The compass shattered, the winds fell still, I was adrift, against my will.
A mighty gust swept me into the eye, Where hope died, and I couldn't cry. The storm devoured, leaving no grace, It tore through my skin, broke my embrace.
My heart, once light, now shattered in flight, Its glow extinguished, swallowed by night. The light inside me flickered and died, And darkness fell, no place to hide.
I plunged into the abyss, alone and cold, A wreckage of hope, no strength to hold. The storm passed, yet the damage remained, My soul cracked, my spirit stained.
Washed ashore on a deserted land, I stood, broken, with nothing in hand. The wreckage of my past scattered wide, As countless as grains of sand by the tide.
I couldn't gather what was lost, The weight of the pieces, the silent cost. I accepted my defeat, couldn't fight anymore For this voyager in me could voyage no more.
