– True Destination-
Life was a series of ports where anchored a while
winds beckoning my sails to spread across the sea
and fight the waves alone, for alone I will be-
At the end of my time blurry dreams are defiled
by the lack of success and the absence of love
as defined by my heart, but my heart was confused
when was tenderly used and returned slightly bruised.
And I searched for a meaning from below to above
for the answers to life while the sails turned all frayed
when the waters got deep and I sailed desolation
with no port in horizon while alone and afraid
I discovered that life is the true destination.