"Mutiny on the High Seas"
1737…I boarded my ship “Faye” and set sail…
As I pull away from the dock, an impulse tainted my thoughts
What if the ship crashes into something, while draped in the fog?
But I received her message, which showed details of her promise
So I stared fear in the face and chose to set sail for my goddess
If death called--I’d stand in defiance, it would be more than just hell
For you--I’d battle Poseidon, and face a storm by myself
Our love is eternal, and I’m always appeased by her kiss
I’m not lying when I say she’s the main reason I live
I think an epiphany is what my dedication had brung
But nothing could prepare me for my revelation to come…
Day 15…one day before reaching my destination…
I woke up to a stunning display of my morphed reality…
Of my mind constructing an existance formed by anarchy
The waves were holograms, the sky was cracking paint
My skin was shedding plastic and my hands were fake
But this was no illusion, and liars don’t float
I looked down to see that I’d been riding in a styrofoam boat
So I took the message from the bottle, and read it aloud
My thoughts of love had now become those of deception and doubt
For it read: “Henry, I’m sorry you had to find out like this…but…
My love isn’t real, and to be honest…I don’t exist”
That’s when my paper mache heart sank into my rubber soul
Reality, how I knew it…was so much fun to hold
I’m tossing myself overboard, my life’s not real and I don’t want to pretend
Before drowning I notice my boats name added the letters ‘ke’ at the end
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