Sinking Ships

Was struggling with suicidal ideation when this was written.

      One day this boat will be too heavy to float,

And the captain will say his goodbyes.

A song so sad will be sung on that night,

As the crew greets their friendly demise.

      I've run out of ways to diminish the waves you violently push towards my shore.

On my hands and knees. I beg, I say "please".

But the water is climbing up more.

      So for all of the people and all of the families that calmly reside on the banks:

"Stay where you are, don't make my mistakes.

The oceans a vast, empty place."

Author's Note

Don't hold back, will improve where necessary.