Hands on Deck

To sulk in malcontent

Is like shifting through pages to find a passage of relevance

While writing on parchment

Relieves the soul from the confinements of darkness

Where these acts converge

There exists a creative edge

Proclaimed by a self worth

You are the captain of this voyage

To a world that connects emotion with vision, passion with image

It’s a self medicated fiction prescribed to heal mental strains

Relinquishing forlorn tensions in hopes that you may feel free again