Afloat

January 27, 2020

Waves flow in one mass

Surrounding me in a cast

I wait patiently for a traveler to pass

I no longer believe in the past

I go toe-to-toe

Never with a clue

I was never good at saying no

Barely held with glue

Floating with nihilistic hope

Waiting for a never seen shore

Always last to mope

Despite myself, change is not in my core

I will wait for an eternal encore

Floating above one breath

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