Goodbye

Sailing in the sea of disparity and damnations.
Directed by my sails woven with great impatience.
Ambitions winds carry me, carelessly threw the fog of revelation.
Due to my haste to sail the oceans swell, it slows me in my journey.
Exposed the foam of defeat surges on my stern.
I've patched my haul before but in dust and dawn I have not learned.
The mast is strong for it is built with lumber from a dream.
With flaws and splinters, summers winters and all obstacles in between.
I hate and love my boat it has carried me this far.
Though water dark and full of shark it sails beneath the stars.
But what is it to sail the seas of hazard. With dreams mast and sail of ambitions, full of holes my failure's repetitions.
Physically displayed as ships sail past me laughing at my stagnation.
Am I sailing or just floating in this sea of aspersions.
Of potential not damnation not despair but a recreation.
I will jump from the ship for it has no more to give.
I will swim in with death's fish all so I can live.
Good bye boat.