I cast my dreams out to the sea
and watch them fall so far from me.
I sing a song into the sky
and let it drift away so high.
I dug a hole to bury those
aspirations that ever gave me hope.
Underneathe,
on my knee's,
I try to dig them up.
Unfinished. Drowning, not dying. Not swimming, not floating. Drifting underneath the water where the waves cannot reach me. Hello, blog. I have missed you dearly.
