Drug addicts & castaways know drowning & true isolation, so I wrote this with that in mind |
I struggle to stay afloat Each day ends the same way Bored within my own existence Drowning in the sadness of today I reach out...but they're gone Afraid I will pull them below Panicked...I call your name But even you left long ago Sinking below an ocean of fear Needing an island to wash up on Stop drowning in this regret Find the courage and strength to call upon Understanding is a lifejacket Keeping me above the swell To recognize what makes me so low This sadness on which I dwell The choice is simple Swim or sink Give up and drown Or rethink? Part II My eyes open...I'm on the shore Waves crash over me and salt stings my skin Wreckage is strewn as far as the eye can see Far less damage than there could have been Friendships litter the dunes above Washed up onshore over the years All victims and perpetrators alike Separated only by the number of tears A thirst for something better Driven by an unquenchable soul Build a raft and sail away Take me off this desolate shoal Take me back to civilization On a schooner...take me home Sails will billow and timbers creak On a downwind breeze, gently blown |