I lose myself in the waves
The motions present to me the highs and lows of life
All the while I listen to the airwaves
My doubts rife
I look to the left and see an isle
It changes colors as my bubble thoughts go to the skies
Changing my view to the stars again, I hope the journey is worthwhile
Buried in an unending depth, I see the bottom and hope to drown my eyes
The water gets colder as the winds hit south
It is almost nighttime and I am still on deck
What did I do today? The day ended and all I got was salt in my mouth
All it took was a little peck
The cannonballs start coming. They hit me right in my head
I try to take cover in my chambers
A little dizzy, I see holes in the floor flooding with black waters and that which has been bled
Every captain remembers
Even if land is at hand
One goes down with the ship
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Memory Fragments
FantasyWARNING: CONTAINS VERY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Sooner or later, we all crumble beneath our fears. It's up to us to recall what makes us human and stand strong against adversity. Memories, shattered and scattered throughout our lives, come to us one by one.
