Finding Peace

I have yet to find peace in a raging sea

where my vessel has been beaten

and battered across the oceans.

They say there is no light without the dark

but in the dark,

I can’t see the blood on my hands

or the bodies I’ve left behind me.

I sail now in different, uncharted waters

where the air is thick with salt

and the waves are unforgiving.

Yet even with the turning tides

I set a course for peace.

The violence that hangs in my wake,

stands to remind me of the quiet I hope for.

I am not harmless,

but I am tired.

There can be no peace without chaos

but by God,

How the chaos has taken a bite of my soul

and left me to scour this desolate wasteland

for a glimpse of hope on a broken horizon.