FTP

I am the shipwreck with it's scattered and soaked wood littering the ocean like a nest of roaches The water smothers me patiently, and it waits to feel my body on the ocean floor I am the captain I stand on my ship, never leaving its side, for tonight I sleep in a shark's stomach The tears and rain both hit my face, as I lay on the deck and wait to drown I am the thunder and I am the storm Hear me roar as I deafen all I conduct my orchestra as loud as possible and conclude with a violent smash I am washing the splinters from within my heart and I scream as it pumps Let my lungs fill with water as the broken bathtub leaks