...in the rough...

after all of the years,

living in this ship,

I've never thought that it would sink,

and making a mess out of me...

now this shipwreck is blocking my path,

making what's beyond me become dark,

and I know I need to move on,

before I run out of air...

I'll tear those shattered pieces,

even if I know that my hands would bleed,

but I will keep going on even if it'll dry me out,

coz in the end it will heal and I'll be moving on...

-naraj©2012-

xoxo ♥