Boat of Dreams

As I sat along the rocky shore
gazing out to the horizon
watching as a sun of hate
set over a sea of tears
My eyes followed the path of a boat
a boat I myself made
made so many years ago
It was a boat filled with dreams
built from the sturdiest hopes
and nailed together with childish ideals
It had a sails of pure fantasy
and was pushed by the breath of Gods
It was captained by I
but now just floats adrift
winding and crawling it’s way
out, out to the horizon
to be lost in the sun
extinguished in the fire I myself made

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