Four Years [Poetry]

43. (Love) Boat

April, 2015

When I was 16, I went for a ride, a boat ride

I didn't pay a lot of attention

I just went with the flow

Everybody was on it

So I thought it wouldn't be a problem

For two years, I was navigating

Experiencing the wind, the waves

But I never realized how it was a suicide mission

Until I found myself drowning 

In an empty surrounding

That was a really tough admission to make

The water was already invading my lungs

Almost too late

But I managed to escape

And I think it will take some time to go back to that ride