Writing Prompt

You know,

I kinda feel like

A boat lost at sea,

The waves push me around,

No limits,

But I don’t feel free.

Drifting like

A boat lost at sea,

No one else around…

Just dark thoughts

And me.

I feel…

_Detached_,

To say the least…

Floating,

Drifting,

Existing without a purpose.

Untethered,

Alone,

Stuck without an anchor

To hold me down,

To hold me tight…

To keep me from…

_Drifting_…

I’m drifting...

I’m sailing across the sea

But I’m made for a lake

The waters stretch out forever

I can’t see the shore

Something I haven’t seen before

Is a wall of water crashing down

I am here for as long as I know

I’m not sure this is where I should be...

_Peaceful tides, clear skies, and an endless distance._

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_This little sail boat travels these kind seas, allowing the wind to take it on this story, for the boat is simply too small to sail on just beleifs._

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_Miles and miles it will go, creating companions as it rows and rows._

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_Snagging fishy friends, or little sands, this sailing boat lets the wind guide it far across these lands._

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_B...

I hear nothing besides the creak of wood

And the settling of the water.

A ripple gently rocks my life

As angry storm clouds start to roll in.

I prepare the best I can.

Securing the ropes, and loose supplies to the deck.

The rain starts to pound the boat

making the deck slippery

I try to keep my balance as heavy waves splash the sides,

Threatening to send me overboard.

I hold tight to the mast a...

Kill the motor and hoist the sail

No need to burn gas while the winds prevail

They will take you out to sea

Traveling as quiet and gentle as can be

Meanwhile engines pur

Other boats seam to fly past in a blur

But the ocean is vast

And speed doesn’t always last

Long after the roars cease

You can continue to explore about in peace

Until you arrive

To a place where you can thrive

Why rush if life ...

This boat won’t sink,

it’s made of what I think

when I feel you next to me.

This boat will float

and as the waves coat

the shore with the sea.

Then the tides carry out

the shark and the shout

to let it be, oh let it be.

I’m safe and secure,

both wild and demure,

grounded, yet free....

When you’re born

You start a journey

You sit on your boat

And sail.

You get guidance with how to catch wind

How to find north

How to fend for yourself among violent waves

And how to manage the boat.

Now you sail alone

Sitting on a boat

No wind to catch and no stars to track

And it feels as though the ocean froze

You pass others ships who travel differently

In different boats

On different journ...

Some days my body tells me

I am in a boat on the sea

Sometimes the current is gentle

Lulling, the smooth sway of a baby

In it’s mothers arms

Sometimes the ocean is angry

A raging current that

Pulls me until I can’t tell

Where the horizon is

And my hands clutch the rails

Seeking steady footing.

And on days where the sea

Is a mass of jumping crashing waves

Of anger and fear

My body tells me I am the...

We all need stars to guide our way

Across the sea of life,

To lead us to that sheltered bay

Away from hate and strife.

When we first start out in our boat

We leave the stars behind.

From where we sit they seem remote -

Not what we seek to find.

We need to chart our unique course

And do the things we want,

We never get to feel remorse,

So focused on the jaunt.

But over time we get the sense

Ther...

This boat

Keeps me afloat

While I’m drowning

In treacherous waters.

While some may call it

Motion sickness

I call it a dance;

The sway of comfort.

A flow I cannot control-

A ride that has no end;

This boat takes me where

My issues may mend.

Life keeps moving

And I in this boat

There’s no turning back

When the sails are broke....