I was a shipwreck for you
Run aground
Tattered sails hoisted high
Looking at the fair clear breeze
You said lift the anchor
Mistaking a hollow creak for a laugh
And when the woodworm finally took the mast
you cried in outrage
How dare you not sail for me
Not realising
The dry rot eroding your footing on deck
Sep 21, 2023
Sep 21, 2023 at 5:05 AM UTC
I was a shipwreck for you
Run aground
Tattered sails hoisted high
Looking at the fair clear breeze
You said lift the anchor
Mistaking a hollow creak for a laugh
And when the woodworm finally took the mast
you cried in outrage
How dare you not sail for me
Not realising
The dry rot eroding your footing on deck