I've sailed towards freedom
A lifetime it seems,
But only do manage
To arrive in my dreams
Stranded in this place
Like a ship on a reef,
Held fast in the embrace
Of heartache and grief
Unable to pull free
From its iron tight grip,
Trapped in the misery
On my now sinking ship
Desperation and anguish
Washes over my face,
Am I wasting my time
Sailing to such a place?
I'm a mariner who's out of sort
Traversing this turbulent sea,
Searching for that elusive port
Where I can finally be free.
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We are all in search of absolute freedom. Wonderfully written poem. Warm regards.