Standing rigidly…

I stand rigidly,
not in the state of a ‘normal’ being.

My mind swims towards the faint horizon,
the salty sea water against my vision of hope.

With concerns and false interpretations,
blowing against my vulnerable sails.
I clearly realise that nothing can be controlled
with my tiny pair of hands.

standing-alonge

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