When pain becomes an ocean my brain becomes a boat, i brave the waves that attempt to sink my ship then cope. Sirens sing in foreign places which i cannot see, im lost at sea. Now the cold has frosted me.

I found the voice that vocalized its seering pain by will, for some to find while others grind behind with lacking skill. She spoke with me her words of hearty wisdom helped me rise. I left my ship and ocean to became one with the skys.