"Lost At Sea"

I'm hidden behind this wall, hoping it won't crumble and fall.
I've built it both wide and tall, but is it strong enough at all?
I want to feel safe and help guard against the dark.
Let my close ones have refuge, from that sickened bark.
But ****!, someone left the back door open, barely ajar.
My fortress now falling inside out, what was this all even for?
Betrayed, abandonded at my worst, it's all I ever see.
I just want to be the best version of myself I can actually be.
But I'm getting sick of being stabbed in the front repeatedly.
From the other blind wandering, and I can't even get angry.
Because as blind as I still am, I understand where they are at.
I'm steering my own ship, with it's own blurry map.
My telescope's been lost to sea, I can't see the next trap.
The Loch Ness Monster, The Kraken, or any other crap.
My ship's heading to destruction, and I can't see ten feet ahead.
It grows harder to breathe, can't remember what 'ole Davey said.
I'm loosing ground, as I try to rest for even a minute in bed.
Destined for his locker, cursed with sickness, never dead.
I'm stuck disfigured from this entrapment, I'm now just a beast.
Judged from only the outside, it's all that's seen in the least.
They throw away the book I am because my cover has a crease.
Is this the way life as I know it, will always be for me?

D. Scaggs

"Two"