Sea of grey

Overcast days, are better than other days.

Upon a sea of grey, 

is how I would like to spend my days. 

Covered with smog, and isolation. 

To not know, which way to gaze in the haze. 

The smell of salty sea's 

On my boat of broken dreams. 

To connect with, and sew the seams. 

And mend the thread, of my shattered head. 

Upon a sea of grey, 

is how I would like to spend my days.  

Every direction unknown. 

Every possibility still untold. 

And the opportunity to find myself, 

without the influence of a given destination. 

In the sea of grey, I see clearer than any other way.    

Reviews

[-Scribe in Style-]

good use of internal rhyme and alliteration, i like the combination of chaos and clarity - it really works well.

[alifeacoustic]

To walk, or sail the earth, would be wonderfully freeing. No more worry, changing direction on a whim and the freedom of choosing your own destiny would be a wonderful thing indeed. The second verse was especially strong. Thank you for sharing.