Finally Docked

Another tide washes you clean

Absolved in salt as a common routine

Closer to the end than the start

The years I gain make me sickly and stark

The weight of time, feigning

Growing colder and dark

Equal to myself, with years in between

The stagnation continues splitting the seams

Unraveling and turning to a mess

Stuck between the dirt and the rest

Caught in the shade of progress

And the changes I missed

The stairs of life and the steps I skippеd

These concretе decisions for a temporary being

The weight of the world has always been my name

Doe caught in a cross hairs range

Behind the hedges rests amity’s gun

Shot blank in a raptured exchange

We have finally found the sun

Upholding everything

When I am splitting up at the seems

Previously riddled with emotional drought

Your eyes have cancelled all considerable doubt

A stray dog led to warmth

The glow of trust and faith

In this I’ve been disarmed

In you I feel so safe

And where we used to run

Those doors have all been locked

I’ll never sail alone

This ship has finally docked