a star-soaked ocean stands between who I am and who I want to become and I'm stuck on a boat with no paddle.
idling softly, I await for someone, something, to give me a wave of stability.
I wish to reach happiness the way the tides reach the shore daily but I've began to think it impossible.
I fell in love with this ocean quicker than any girl because the tides come and go the same as I.
there's an occasional island of hope that I can take refuge in and I think to myself "I can do this, I can beat this",
but in comes a tidal wave of emotions to take that away from me and I find myself stranded in this star-soaked ocean, softly idling, waiting.
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 11:05 PM UTC
a star-soaked ocean stands between who I am and who I want to become and I'm stuck on a boat with no paddle.
idling softly, I await for someone, something, to give me a wave of stability.
I wish to reach happiness the way the tides reach the shore daily but I've began to think it impossible.
I fell in love with this ocean quicker than any girl because the tides come and go the same as I.
there's an occasional island of hope that I can take refuge in and I think to myself "I can do this, I can beat this",
but in comes a tidal wave of emotions to take that away from me and I find myself stranded in this star-soaked ocean, softly idling, waiting.
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