Float on lifeless vessel, I’m afraid I must jump ship.
Everything I’ve ever done, ever suffered
has lead straight to this.

Every story they will sing will be of sorrow and of doubt
but this was never about taking the easy way,
this was just about getting out.

I’ve lived so long in regret of moments that fleeted all too soon
that my head has become crowded with all the broken memories
and now there’s just no room.

I can’t exist beside them for any longer, not for one more day.
So I’ll deliver my bones unto the river and
let the current carry my conscience away.

A silent tempest of million waves.
Screaming against my psyche
with billion raves.
Unnerving my soul from
the clinges of hope.
Entangling my mind with elegant dope.
Even in calm,  when i lie in my bed.
A beautiful destruction out there
in my head.
In every fight,  it gets it's win.
Poisoning with notion,  that i am the sin.
Entraps every light entering my soul.
Darkening me inside,  dark like  a mole.
Crashing and crushing me
with walls of despair.
Left on the sidewalk,  beyond repair.
A wave is coming and
nature cannot save.
May be,  I am meant to vanish in this
flagitious wave*.

sometimes I wish broken hearts
could be seen with the naked eye,
like how you see flesh wounds and plaster.
Maybe if her pain was visible,
he could finally see that he is without excuse
for all the damage he caused her.

*v.g