The Boat 



A boat on a river, 



The river tranquil and serene, 



Knowing the future is safe. 



A ripple in the wake of life 



Disturbs the rhythm, 



Creates havoc, 



Words fly, 



Swirling tides of misunderstanding 



Angry skies above, 



Stir up the past 



Waves of violence 



Overwhelming 



Rush forward 



Bringing  stinging revenge 



Over the bow of this boat 



The skies grow darker and I become 



Lost in the rough waters 



Grasping onto hope 



It's weak thread 



Tearing 



In this battle 



Of wills 



I am rowing a boat 



On a river of uncertainty 



You had one oar 



I had the other 



You jump ship 



Leaving me to steer alone 



Going around in circles 



Not knowing tomorrow 



So I stop 



And wait 



For the storm to pass 



And in my despair 



I find peace 



And in my peace 



I find 



Myself..