My life is an ocean
of deep twilight blue
Sometimes I rest like
the Titanic, broken
sunk
a vessel of hopes
now a ruin
at the bottom of the sea
devoid of light
or escape
only the crushing weight of life
covering me for miles

Sometimes I'm on the surface
skimming over the waves
soaking in the sun
breathing the pure air in deep
because I know that soon
soon
all too soon
I'll take the plunge again
down into that inky abyss