Aug 21, 2014

Leaving.


Sailing with a dinghy,
Along this midst ocean,
Under the darkest sky.
Waiting a storm to rage on.
Can't find any land, neither way to turn back.
Floating nowhere. All alone. 
With only fractured oars and a hard try.
Crying lungs out loud. Nobody heard.
Begging for an angel.
To take my hand, to lead my way.
Now and forever,
Together we find our own way back.
Together we find the sun.
I just can't go on all by my own..