Pirate Ship
You caught me on a stormy day
And I gave myself up to your torture
Though the ocean protested,
I vowed I was fine
I knew who you were,
I know your intentions,
You never meant to break me,
You were simply ravenous
Broken ribs and punctured lungs,
no match for a broken heart
Scars on the neck,
Incomparable to the gashes in spirit
I knew who you were,
Long before your pirates took me
Forgiveness is a sin
And I am an offender
You say this ship isn’t moving,
Then why has this crash hurt so badly?
My head is swimming,
Lost in thoughts about you
Lips speak horrors,
But body tells a fantasy
Lies escape,
A shield for your pain
I once was a diamond,
Shiny, bright, beautiful
Your kicks and blows have reduced me to dust
But I refuse to dull
You think this torture makes you shine brighter,
An unattainable star,
Forever out of my reach
A far fantasy
But the truth has arisen,
Infliction only strengthens
I am awake
I’m not dreaming anymore
Hidden in the shadows,
She rose,
My savior,
The pane of glass stared back
I ran, I flew
High and fast
To get away from you
Dust is inconspicuous
I felt the pull of your magnet once more,
Your trap cannot catch me
I’ll take the hard place over the rock,
For a rock has no escape
There is no malice in your eyes,
No fire on your tongue,
But I know your capabilities,
I am a survivor of the pain
Someday soon,
Eyes meet eyes,
One pair cowardly darting away,
The other, with fierce wrath
But it is not what you think,
My vendetta is not with you,
I should have listened to the ocean,
For I was hurt by the storm
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