It has been 152 days since I set sail, and i can not find my way, for I am sailing around in the dark
Cold waves crashing against me, the night sky threatening to swallow me
My legs are craving stable ground but i seem to always be swaying
Swaying in this sea of my creation
The saltwater has been my only companion for so long, but I am still disappointed when it can only offer my reflection
The sun never shows, and I can find no source of light
The moon can't even find it's way out at night