something to call my own

Lost my bearings when
I had nets thrown over
To the people I loved and adored
“Aboard the ship!” I cried out
Shifting the sails and struggling
With my footing on the planks
That lay the foundation of everything
I depended on
Voraciously in search of something to call my own
I took a long time to figure out
The only map there is
Is the one you create along the way
Paths that lead you home

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s