In The Sea Of It
A deep dive down to the heart,
There’s a quarrel in the dark.
Nothing to aid, and certainly no chart.
The terror sinks in, and gives a kick-start,
While you think you see your demise, so stark.
A deep dive down to the heart.
The light faded out with a quick depart.
Up climbs a lanky limb like a loanshark.
Nothing to aid, and certainly no chart.
Pulled into a pressurized graveyard,
And regret plays out for having gone to that theme park.
A deep dive down to the heart.
So proud for being smart.
Still not yet prepared for that shark.
Nothing to aid, and certainly no chart.
Not a word of wisdom to impart.
Nothing good about the depths shall be given a remark.
A deep dive down to the heart.
Nothing to aid, and certainly no chart.