My Way to You

12/30/2019
the days are short
the nights are long
i hear the beckoning
of your song
you call me to
the rocky shore
i have no choice
but to come for/toward
my heart has set
its course to you
i know the danger
yet push right through
no matter the cost
i must be near
i must sail toward
this song i hear
as i approach
the waves crash high
barreling over
my vessel's side
the rocks below
gauge and knife
my hull is shattered
danger's rife
i steer to the safety
of your bay
"no one's made it,
yet," they say
the state i'm in
when i make land
when i break
upon the sand
matters not
i must be true
as long as i find
my way to you