CASTAWAY

So long on the seas of solitude.

So long dreaming of dry land.

So long imagining a future

different than this present.

I have been away

so long

and I seek surcease

from this state

searching for some situation

of relaxation, reprieve, rest.

I want to land.

I want to stop.

I want the travels

the trials

the turmoil to terminate.

I want out.

I want off.

I don't want to be alone

out here

away from the others.

I seek escape.