broken baby girl
screams of want
for the new world
just beyond the horizon
but she's been
sailing a sinking ship
with holes in the
sails and
an anchor that
drags through the depths
crew jumped
overboard
a thousand
leagues ago
and she stands
at the helm
compass in hand
perfectly unwilling
to live this one down
100 yards from land
she holds the hand of the
figurehead tight enough
that slivers work their way
throughout her palm
and as she breathes in
the salty liquid and watches
the sun streaked sky
littered with screaming gulls
fade away
she knows that she's finally
found a way
into the great unknown
Sep 12, 2011
Sep 12, 2011 at 1:09 AM UTC
broken baby girl
screams of want
for the new world
just beyond the horizon
but she's been
sailing a sinking ship
with holes in the
sails and
an anchor that
drags through the depths
crew jumped
overboard
a thousand
leagues ago
and she stands
at the helm
compass in hand
perfectly unwilling
to live this one down
100 yards from land
she holds the hand of the
figurehead tight enough
that slivers work their way
throughout her palm
and as she breathes in
the salty liquid and watches
the sun streaked sky
littered with screaming gulls
fade away
she knows that she's finally
found a way
into the great unknown
