my boat

I sail through life on rough seas and much conflict
Painfully me as much as can be
And though my ship is small and easily overtaken by waves rain and storms
There are others on ships close by who are happy to help bail

And sometimes buckets are hugs
And sometimes they are brutal truths I don't want to hear
And on the best of times they are the contentedness of two ships
who navigated high seas, nasty currents, and torrential rains to find each other bobbing calmy in the sun

And yes, there is not room for two on this ship
but the ocean is deeper than I can imagine
And I will continue to set sell and ride it out
through the worst storms and the calmest days