Cut Adrift

 

Cut adrift in a maze of chaos and confusion

I am rejected flotsam abandoned in a great endless ocean

Never alone I collide with others and their thoughts and words

Which only adds to my sense of loss with no direction

Hope for what, I ponder, undulating waves prevent any real view

Often swirling mists envelope the ocean's surface 

At times cold and wretched, friendless yet I exist

I struggle to keep afloat, never to go under or despair

I clutch at passing objects and fleeting moments of human contact

But often in vein as the whirlpools carry me in spirals out of control

Daylight offers a spectrum of clarity and with it some purpose

Night brings on board the demons who arrive with gusts of fear

If this is a journey for a reason then I cannot see ahead

But a presence spurs me on to afford me some strength to be resilient

Arms outstretched I strike out aimlessly

Towards an unseen shore on another horizon