Rites of Passage

it feels like I am leaving shore

bound for new adventures

embarking on an endless quest



I'm leaving land behind

exiled and afraid

I turn my head and realize

there is no turning back



I'm not complaining

I'm not asking for sympathy

for this hole inside my soul

I cannot heal

it feels like I am awake and dreaming

it seems like I am awake and dreaming



it seems that I can't comprehend 

the lessons I have learned

forgetting wisdoms I have preached



these infuriating storms

are tearing me apart

nothing left for me to save

nothing left to salvage