Thread: Bottled Ship

I gaze into the depths of the sea
Confounded by the man staring back at me

Yet I cannot break my stare
Because my bones seem so bare

Guided to where the waves wend
Not able to comprehend

The things that I see
Or what has happened to me

Where did I go wrong
Not sure of where I belong

How did I drift away
Which way did the tides sway

Constrained by the brutality
Absent of any vitality

Yet I drop my sails
Praying for the heaven’s gails

But the winds will not blow
And towards my goal I cannot go

Is there not even a soul to care
As I am engulfed by this snare

Now my end will not be long
I hear the siren’s song

To guide me to the man I ought to be
Yet I drift upon this windless sea

Deafened by the ship’s wail
I strive harder but to no avail

It is then that I realize
The introduction of my demise

All my life has been is vanity
I am lost in this insanity.
~bcm~