Ocean Aficionado

Truthfully, I struggle to be free. Unbearably, Some strive to see a sinking sea. Anger wraps around my shoulder. I pray; I don’t get bolder. The world, estranged, keeps getting colder. It’s been forever; I’m still a sailor. Curiously, I’ve been chained in eternity. Amazingly, They die in an ocean of uncertainty. Sails descend upon my shoulder. I pray I won’t get bolder. The world, afflicted, stares in wonder. It’ll be forever; I’ll be a sailor.