I am a castaway, Stuck in the middle of ocean. It is dark and it is cold, With no land in sight as far as my eyes can see. The waves keep pushing me further, A relentless, cruel motion. I am trying to keep myself afloat, To keep myself alive, My arms are tired, And I fear that I will drown soon. Each breath a desperate plea, A battle just to survive. Yet, all I have is the North Star, A beacon in the night's deep blue. To help me navigate, To find you, oh my land, When I am finally free from the water, And this journey is through.