Navigating this immense sea called life, I set sail from my port with the illusion of plowing through its calm and wild waters, meditating on its vastness.
How many sunsets did I behold? watching the sun's rays tearing through the horizon, where the sea and the sky unite, giving way to a majestic velvet of the starry sky that accompanies my journey.
How many sunrises did I see? the sun king rises from the EAST, strong and imposing, gifting a new day.
It might seem beautiful to any mortal, but I am no longer just a mortal; from the moment I saw your face, you trapped me with your charms—you are like the sea: beautiful and untameable.
Wishing that this sailor could move through your waters, like a siren’s song I followed you without hesitation; you took me into deep waters and unleashed your storm.
Like a Typhoon you ravaged my life and left me drifting alone, a weather vane without a breeze, lost without a compass.
With no fixed course, I could curse the spell of your charms; I felt the heat of your lies, my dream has ended, hope exhausted by the shipwreck you have caused.
Longing to reach a safe harbor, I have only run aground in the eternal solitude of your absence, imposed by your storm; living siren, absent mast.
Certainty of tranquility; the tranquility of knowing you are no longer here. You are the Captain of your ship, the owner of your logbook, and LORD of your seas.
