The Sea Ts A Good Place To Think Of The Future

I never know what to write about anymore. Snippets here and there, lack of punctuation. I'm scared I might start writing like my teachers are telling me to. So I'm left with this; what the cobwebs have produced, save it for a rainy day - or an angsty one.

Life-vests all gone

Rescue boats returned home

I cringe at the fact

That I'm not alone

Cause you're here still watching

Your hands have gone limp

God how I wish

You'd give me the slip

You cared for me

We both know it's true

I wasn't that guy

Couldn't care for you too

I'm wild and free

But now alone on this boat

And let's both be honest

We know it can't float

Just look at it now

It's gonna capsize

I start the doggy paddle

Tears fill your eyes

I didn't try

I know I failed

I was gone with this ship

Wind in its sails

Yet you sit there wishing

I might make it back

I already feel

The weight of my pack

There's nothing inside

But the burden of love

Wasted and squandered

Fate fits like a glove

I'm ready to go

My tickets been bought

The tide pulls me deeper

Your eyes bloodshot

You can't stop watching,

"Curse this demise!

Please rise like the rays

Of an early sunrise"

But the sea is thing

That cannot be stopped

It moves ever forward

Like hands on a clock

I sink to the bottom

Alone with my tears

I look up and watch

Your slow wave from the pier

I know you are sad

I know what I've done

I hope you can live

I hope you love

Don't cry for me dear

Too many tears shed

Dirges are writ

Eulogies said

And my breath escapes

To the salty abyss

I begin my march

My final trip

My soul has now parted

With my earthly being

Rise to the surface

I live without feeling

I pass you sitting

Now truly alone

Your hands are still limp

Eyes turned to stone

You think I am gone

Up to the sky

But I can't leave now

I've left you behind

So I sit with you

We on the pier

I hope you know

That I'm still here

I will never leave you

Not like before

We'll both sit here

Alone on the Shore