
Never thought I would be closer
To a dolphin in the sea
Than to you
Waves in blue
They are all that’s left in me
There came a strange disclosure
For the stream of life in time
Nothing stays
Drift away
Torn I walk between the lines
I left you all behind then
In this week at oceans gate
All was burned
I returned
As Nemo to hellhomes cage
The nights alone at shoreline
So ensured me of this way
Drift alone
There’s no ”home”
No one there to share my grey
Oceansoul a name for lonely
Though acceptance is the key
Ever drift
Oceans gift
Be a wave, train hard, be free
Never thought I’d see a dolphin
For a wave does not expect
Just exists
No hopes wish
Peace in seeing, deaths respect
About the Creator
竜鶴
Just a lonely person who writes out feelings, thoughts and dreams to get them out. Could talking ever suffice for a poetic mind?
Maybe others find themselves in similar thoughts. To you I reach out.



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