something more detailed, more personal, but it veered far into the realm of TMI. let’s just say that life has dealt me a suckerpunch as only life can, the kind that makes you reevaluate everything, whereby you realize that all the sacrifices and shitty decisions that brought you here, on the cusp of finally shaping your life as you have hoped for so long—all that shit was nothing. now i can see the price to be paid . . .
and honestly, i’m not sure it’s all been worth it.
i have been trying to finish talassio as a distraction (and perhaps that’s all it’s ever been? thus my mind runs now; my heart is too full to speak) and somehow this keeps popping up in the shuffle:
All hands on deck at dawn
Sailing to sadder shores
Your port in my heavy storms
Harbours the blackest thoughts
All at sea again
And now my hurricanes have brought down this ocean rain
To bathe me again
My ship’s a sail
Hear it’s tender frame
Screaming from beneath the waves
Screaming from beneath your waves