Atleast the weather's acceptable

A Poem by MilkShake4

How I be feelin

It feels as if my boat is drifting further from the shores of a beautiful day.
So far now I stare at the moon with nothing else to run my time,
A constant swarm of bees consume me on this voyage.
With no place left to store my memory I shall lay down and harbor the weight.
There's been a hole here for awhile now,
I've been listening to the water rush in.
Pulling me down,
But what a soothing sound to lose myself to.