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Sinking Loneliness


Lost and alone, Stranded at sea. Just the mighty winds, And small little me. Up in the sky Hang fluffy white wisps. Turning to gray, The air is crisp. Droplets fall, Twinkling and clear, They hit my face, Like a bright, fresh tear. I duck for cover, Hide under the sail. Lying so flat, That nothing can flail. At last it stops, I reemerge. The deck is slick, My emotions surge. I’m alive, But I’m drowning. I’m relieved, But I’m frowning. I’m lost and alone. Stranded at sea. With just the mighty winds, And small little me.
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