Paper Boat

Torn and folded
into something you are not
and then thrust into sea.
A speck
to the waves
that dance before you.
They don’t know it
that you think
they are beautiful
even as they drag you
into the depths of their souls
and you swallow everything
until you have drowned
before you could even begin
your journey.

You are like me
as I gaze at the heavens
above my head…
Beautiful…

And I’ll see you soon...