If life is a sea then I'm stuck in the ghost ship of thoughts and ideas 
Painting with my words hoping to not slip overboard into the tidal waves of insanity crashes and bangs keep sounding 
The boom of thunder in my ears louder than it should be...
So I paint my words upon the ship of ghosts
Because the ship plays host to my demons I feelings I summon from within to paint these words that appeared from my pen
In fear ful warning I beg tor you to turn back from boarding the ghost ship
The ghost ship has a sign above the door it says
"Abandon hope all ye that have a sound mind"