Sailing

Silently
sailing.
Slowly
slipping.

Losing grip,
not on reality,
but of that which directs,
all choices in life.

Some say it's madness,
others, depression...
and so on,
but they are all mistaken.

You hold a mast,
which directs a ship,
on a path of life,
that is yours.

Silently
sailing.
slowly
slipping.

Losing grip
of the mast,
which directs the ship,
of your life.

Once grip is lost,
the ship runs off course.
Your path is no longer clear
and so choices cannot be made.

You may find that mast once more,
but your ship is still off course.
You must toil hard,
to find your path again.