When there is so much in the distance
Behind you, mainly - misery,
Don't loiter, waiting for assistance,
But catch a train bound for the sea.
It's deeper. And it's not so small.
This, in itself, won't fix your mood.
But if one has to, after all,
Sense all the pangs of orphanhood,
Then pick a setting that can make
Something inside you stir, not ache.