I awoke today soaking wet

last night in my dream I drowned

from tears and sweat.

Swimming in life

avoiding the deep end

the waters were ***** too,

I guess from sin.

Thankfully, I found the edge

now I can breathe again.

Fish in aquariums make me dizzy
they swim in circles as though
there is somewhere to go

I pity their hopeless journey
someone should tell them
it’s all a trick

But most of all
they’re reminiscent of me

How many circles have I spun
how many times have I thought
I was going somewhere?

Swim with me to the bottomless depths
Below the surface
Where father time forgets
No rhyme or purpose
No name or sound
Just the waves
To no currents are we bound
Past the graves
Where old ships lie
Silent still
Solitude the ocean's cry
Simply swim
Past the iron shore
Where ashes rest
Memory waits no more
Its steely crest
But forgotten lore
Memory rests
Above the ocean's roar

The oceanic wind did not rescind but instead it found its form.
Gathering in strength and gaining much in length at the centre of the storm.
Building attitude it would not exclude from the frigate sailing true.
But with its destination now a defication the seas discarded with the crew.

Land-**, it came, did this hurricane bringing with it such a wave.
Like none had ever seen was this water screen that was bound to misbehave.
Throwing all aside like an unruly bride who was aiming to get her way.
And what lay ahead was a heap of dead as the big one came to play.

On its way inward it had done no good to the vessells on the sea.
Throwing craft around and causing men to drown it wasn't going to let them be.
Breaching many shores like unruly ****** the waves would spread there grisly pox.
From the nearest beach to the out of reach destination of inland docks.

Catastrophe - spelt with a capital C was the headlines in the news.
Every seaside place had a weary face that was filmed by camera crews.
People died that day many swept away as the nearest towns did flood.
Even tracks were failing with the trains derailing while water washed away the blood.  

Many homes were wrecked as they did disconect and the oceans did divorce.
With those like you and me as they watched TV as the waters swam there course.
Many got up high and watched their fellows die on this day that would not be.
Forgotten very soon as before high noon we were dismantled by the sea.

It's all over now and we will somehow continue with our lives.
We'll bury our dead and we'll count the heads of our lost husbands and wives.
They'll be laid to rest and we'll then invest in the massive clear away.
But when that wind gets up it'll hit us in the gut but all we can do is pray.

The world cannot be tamed and does not feel ashamed when it strikes from out of the blue.
However we prepare nature doesn't care and will do what it must do.
We think we're in control but we're just on parole from what nature has to throw.
And we'll hope that day never comes our way but we can never really know.

He was calm
But he was drowning
And i was panicking
Trying to save him
He thought he could swim away
From all his problems
But he only ended up
Diving deeper into them

And i'm losing my breath for you
But i dont think that i could save us

Dont let go of me
But hold on
At least one of us wont drown alone

take my fears and

place them by

the river bed


--if you can--


swim near the shore

and hold my head

above water so

I can see land,

only then

will I believe

what’s in

store ahead.

My twisted soul can no longer fly
I can't see the sky
I search for a light
In this pitch black darkness
It's too late to hope
It's too late to pray
With a soul like mine
It's too late
I hear the laughing voices
I'm near the edge
I'm at the edge
I can't fly
I can't see the sky
I can no longer hope
In this deep ocean
I try to swim like the fishes
In the mountains
I try to fly like the birds
Why, Dear god?
Why can't I swim
Why can't I fly..
In this pitch black darkness
It's too late to hope
It's too late to pray
I just believe that I'll leave.