Ashore

Being an outcast in life, never really fitting in and finding others who are outcasts like you to go through the journey of life with. It's such a great feeling.

Our journeys spat us

on opposite sides of a small island

You see, we had set sail separately

spent years adrift

waiting for a home to peak

over the horizon

for years all we had seen

was a flat plain

so blue and so empty,

But now we have found each other

two unwanteds ashore

and with nothing but our dismembered boats

and doubt stained memories

we are building the world anew.

At night we face the cold

coiled up inside each other like

two millipedes

When the storms come

We ride the waves and hold on tight

we’ve won our battles

we’ve earned our right to be

 and we’re no longer adrift at sea.

Not a single foot has tread

our  new guarded shores

and our solitude

who visits sailing the ocean breeze,

assails us singly on quiet nights

when the water merely laps

the edges of our world

and the stars go on for light years.

 

Author's Note

woops! all fixed.