I'm just used to seeing the sun in different locations
and when I sleep
I only dream of seeing you in the east
well, who I think is you at least.
I'm floating around
stranded in a sea of apathy
tired
starving
dehydrated
and worst of all, bored.
I don't have a map, or compass
so all I can really do is watch the horizon
gazing out to pink skylines
watching the planets re-align
just to fit this one perfect occasion.
I don't know how long it's been
but I haven't seen land in who knows how long.
Than again I haven't been looking.....
If the stars are my only guide
'Than I defy you, stars...'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem