losing it at Sea

The poem describes what it feels like when your conscience takes control. Many people commit crimes and "get away with it" but will they truly be the same and not have to suffer any other punishments?

There sails the troubled man alone on his ship

As he leaves a life behind

He looks back for one last glance

Realizing he has brought his worries with the tides

 

What was done on that day he will never tell

He thinks he will be safe, once he hears the light house bell

He dreams of better days as he stares at the ocean so blue

But when the sun goes down, so does his mood

 

It is like the unforgiving sea has read his guilty mind

Hustling waves grow larger front and behind.

He didn’t plan for this, he is utterly confused, but Mother Nature is a tricky subject

And so is your conscience to.

 

He begins to lose focus, waving all warning signs good bye

It is in that moment he saw guilt kick him right between the eyes

As the storm gets nastier he gets blinded by an unbearable sight

It is the innocent face of which he took too soon.

He is blinded by his actions, thus his ship splits in two

 

To the bottom of the ocean, the severed pieces will soon explore,

 But for him, his vacation is never anymore.

His well-priced time soon ran out with nowhere left to hide

You can try to outsmart justice

 But you can never escape your mind.

By: Kristin Wohlfarth

Reviews

[PhoenixDown]

"Hustling waves" wicked pairing. Dig the idea of "conscience" ---- pretty crazy to be honest, to me, how few people exercise theirs.

Although, funny how that is - the more intuit you are, the more aware you are --- the more the mind becomes a problem. Your odds for "escape," if you will, lessen (it can seem).

Well done and well done with the description beforehand. Cohesive.

Phoenix.

Thank you for sharing.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the story told and the wisdom learn too late.
"You can try to outsmart justice
But you can never escape your mind."
The lines above are true. Thank you Kristin for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote