A boat sits, sinking
Although, it sits, smiling
As if it were still sailing smoothly
He watches all of his entrusted belongings float
Not able to ask for help
he sits quietly, smiling
Convincing himself it were normal,
eventually he was left with nothing and no one.
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(A/N- i wrote this a couple months ago, I found it in a notebook. its one of the first poems I actually tried on)
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Poems And Short Stories
PoetryThis is just going to be occasional vent poems and some short stories that aren't long enough for its own thing
