If you will picture a little boat who is drifting from the shore.
The sunset is now overhead.
The nighttime is impending and for certain to make itself known.
I am like the boat that is adrift upon the shore.
The rope or the hope I had within me is unwrapped from the buoy.
I am quickly moving out to the deep part of the sea without anyone or any oars to guide me.
This is not transitory but permanent and deliberate.
I am wasting away of being alone and no one regards me.
I feel depressed and forlorn of the possibilities I could have for myself.
This is not a positive way to live.
Floundering around; on the water is something I wish to avoid but cannot.
For I have gone out too far and getting further all the time.
I wish to have someone to stop me and rescue me but no one is around.
Physically and emotionally I am a mess without any answers to the situation.
How will I escape or will I want to?
These are two important questions I have no answer.
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