A poem ago

I wrote this in BMT and didn't remember to post it... I thought of it doing guard duty, to keep me occupied.

Leaf on an ocean
Cast upon an ocean
Its waters deep and calm
I am but a leaf
the size of a man's palm

Floating with no direction
Drifting infinite
The waves they compel me
With crests, holding tight

I am blamelessly free
Yet emptiness grips me
I am helplessly lost
Save me from this permafrost.

And that would explain tons of how I felt... (not in army but in general)