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it was a sunken ship, my mother had told me.
but how desperately do i want to board the old boat i grew up on, and set sail on that old dusted journey.
now here i am, on a new and bigger boat with a vastly greater sail. yet, my journey seems to be just as dusted.
and despite the worldly wonder how such a big ship may float precariously on unpredictable waters, i find myself internally drowning in weightless waves.
it was a sunken ship.
a ship that i had board.
if only had i heed the winds and the sky, would i have drowned?
it was a sunken ship.
a ship that i should have left.
yet i didn't and now i can only watch as it leaves me behind alone in the company of the sun and the sea.
