Little boat sailing on the sea
Wonder where he could be
His will is trying to get free.
The loneliness he feel
On this vast calm hill
Of waves that he shall deal.
A quiet night so sad
Wishing that life he had
Oh how he wants it so bad.
Little boat is so lost
Trying to get back at all cost
Not even taking a small pause.
The only thing he cant think
How it happened in a blink
That all he ask now is to sink.
Can someone take away this pain
Of his heart that hurt more than a sprain
With his mind starting to get insane.
How he prays that somewhere along this place
Someone will come and give him grace
And start wiping those tears on his hurting face.
Is it that bad to ask
Getting off his false mask
Isn't that a simple task?
Rockyman12
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PoesíaA collection of randomly written poems dedicated to some special people for me. Every up and down times, and even the love and heartaches and some are just for fun. p.s. just wanna add, am not really a poet so excuse my talent if it lacks sense for...
