Why O Why…

Will I cast off from my negative ways,

All at sea, bound for positive thought.
How many days must I drift…
Will my course be fraught?
Tied to such damaging thoughts,

Haunted by rough seas of the past
It’s hard to sail against 
This awkward lingering tide,
When your minds awash, 
Is this proven, is this tried.?
Will I wash up a wreck?
Or will the sunshine on my voyage of discovery.?
Will I land upon a glimmering beach?
Or an oasis hidden in dark stormy skies,
To my destiny, my wilderness…

© munster 2023
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