Ships of Thought

There is a place in the rain

Where all the lost men go

With the foggy minds

The men that have lost meaning

Often out of touch with reality

A place filled with anchors and chains

To ground down their

ships of thought

In the fog

And wait for a clearer day

Without getting anymore lost

So the men wait

In the rain

For a sunny day

Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 21 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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