"I aaam nnowhere"

Every man has a sea
Of his own tears
There in he swims
Towards the life
And reaches nowhere..
Waves replace him
From the mouth of sharks.
He dreams his log-boat
And his tamed ore,
His chair at the hearth
And his holy drink,
Then a mirage of an island
And wishes the mirage a truth
At last reaches somewhere frozen
But nowhere.
His thick frozen lips must have lisped
"I aaam nnowhere"