Treasure Island

Silverwolf Lee


Lost


Floating around the sea of changes,
Looking for the treasure named Destiny,
Powerless against the waves and storm,
Cold and alone, i sail, day by day,
With half of the map,
A journey that can end up no where,

Searching for that treasure,
Searching,
Seeking,
Sailing.

If I succeed, i will be more than a man,
If I fail, i will be more than a fool,
Give me strength, give me hope,
My heart is floating, just like my ship,
Going no where, all hope seems so distance,
Yet, the only way, the only hope,
Is to keep on sailing, keep on searching,

Searching for that treasure,
Searching,
Seeking,
Sailing.

Submitted: Sunday, March 10, 2013
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