The misdirection came to life
with ourselves living between the line
and it has been so clear since then,
it’s what divides us and struggle to be whole again.
We fall with every mistakes
feeding the disturbance away.
with imaginary friends of the past
with the disease of the old
and hearts tearing apart.
We build a ship and sail away from them
to live in solace and seek happiness.
But the waves aren’t calm.
And the breeze has been turning to storms.
The sky is raging and so is the sea.
The mast has broken
and waters start pouring in.
The ship is dancing
on angry waves and winds
and the surge drives us away
to the sight of isolation
of nothing but skies and seas.
Of cloudy weather and broken wings.
And the disaster has stopped.
The calm is consuming.
Finding a way back to the shore.
Lost in a world we never knew.