scribbles

Picture perfect you see  
    tho, no picture of me  
Cast away as a message  
         Tossed out into the Sea  
Bobbing about  
    Wave after wave  
to avoid being caught  
Escaping  
      the fate of a slave  
 
             currents change  
                  & bring me ashore  
                          where I end up  
                    New horizons to explore  
 
The hand of grace  
has lead me here  
Now  
there's no hand  
       to hold
As  
I wipe-away the tear's  
     second's gone by;  
 have added up into  
                   Year's  
While I question my purpose  
I know the answer is near  
though it stands before me  
I'm blinded by fear  


I'm afraid  
   It means letting go  
of what I hold dear...