Altogether on the boat.
The waves stood tall.
Not enough space on the boat to hold them all.

25 migrants promised new lives.
They left behind their children.
They left behind their wives.

The dream of prosperity.
The men set sail.
Turned into a nightmare did this sad and sorry tale.

5 died of hunger, 6 of dehydration.
A woeful situation.
No plan B or mitigation.

The men laid to rest at the bottom of the sea.
These were normal people like you and like me.

Looking for a better life.
It's all so terribly sad.
A wife missing her husband.
A child missing his dad.

The only ones to gain are the ones who sold the dream.
The ones who take blood money are never what they seem.

They take the hard earned cash from men who Want a better way of life. They care little for their children and care nothing for their wives.

I left my life to join the circus only to find that the animals were louder than my demons.
I left my life to go swimming with my inner friends only to find that they drowned out my real self.
I left my life to keep running from my own two feet only to find that they'll never be away from me.

Should I Remove my Brain to Stop Thinking about You?
Or Should I Remove my Heart to Stop Loving You?

World is trying to drown me
and I want to scream
but my hands are tied down
and my lips are sealed

Your eyes are open
still you fail to see
living in your own world
pain replaced with fantasy

And you are never wrong
and I can't ever stop you
with the vision so strong
you have drowned another

I am quiet.
The silence I favor,
but not the one that dams every thought
that bubbles around our heads.
I'd like to rip it apart,
but I'll drown from the ripped quiet dam.
That silence I don't favor.
I am quiet again.

Every glistening piece
Perfect on its own.
Washed away and drowned
Every last breath
Wished away from you.

I seek the silence, the quiet
Nothingness but tranquil
Thoughts. Moments intense
Seconds count ever down,
Till serenity is achieved within
My thoughts.

It wasn't always this way
The noise deafened me within
My walls. Anarchy bleed sound
Next door neighbours, raised till
The point of violence, I quenched
Her moods with one foot forward
Noise upon steps, screams then silence.

All was silent, peace in my moment
But  Castle has four walls, And with
One voiceless the others heard more,
Above was as if to come through my
Sight, Inviting those above to fall to my
Place of peace, to corrupt my silence.

Unlocked, Invited to quench the
Noise that permeates upon my
Essence. In tranquil solitude
Bathed in silence, I invite them
To sink into the abyss, I silence
The anger of needed silence.

So many moments of diluted lives
Now silenced, never to interrupt
My moment of deathly quite.
For silence is peace, tranquillity
For those silenced, needing to hear
The clarity of my vision of peace of
mind. for any that disturb my
Tranquillity will be suppressed  by **death.