how bright were the stars last night?
Did you watch them dance like embers
in their everlasting fight against the darkness?
Or were your eyes focused below
at the still waters you wished wold swallow you whole?
You were a child not long ago,
but being the smallest in your class
didn't stop you from dreaming
about what it would feel like to reach the ceiling.
My dear sailor,
It was the year when winter stopped by,
but with ice and snow
it also brought the lie
that no one would miss you, wherever you go.
The next day, you began your voyage
to look up and see new constellations,
since the stars at home did nothing but
watch you drown in your own tears.
You are the lone sailor of your ship
since you don't want to relive the pain
of the ones you love leading a mutiny against you.
why don't you answer my letters?
Your unspoken words are like reproducing rats,
but you allow their infestation
without any hesitation,
because you wish they will be heavy enough to sink your ship.
You wish the water will be cold enough
to freeze over your pain,
to leave you numb and hollow
so all that remains
is a ghost
floating beneath the still waters,
because when you feel nothing,
you won't feel like you're nothing anymore.
don't look up at the new constellations.
They don't see how the world lights up when you smile,
or how you always run the extra mile
when everyone else is too tired to even walk.
Don't look down at the beckoning sea,
for it doesn't believe in the possibility
that you are a miracle.
beyond the ocean so vast and alone,
for I am the lighthouse calling you home.