Epic of Difference

Too many misses far beyond the southern ocean...
Lies too many dark ages...
Dark crowd for which I'm washed behind...
For that ship shall I swim towards.. and I know it will wait for me..
Sore with bruises on my skin..
The salt water seep in deep.. peeling one by one..
Yet I stay strong...
And I know it will wait for me...
Once on board.. I feel safe...
"Oh I'm so glad to meet you, Captain" I said.

She replied with a smile.








That will be all
Dismissed.

Khai.