Drowning
Waves crashed against my heart
And wind whipped against my face
Causing it to turn pig pink
But still I climbed aboard
I was prepared to set sail
Figuring my heart was strong enough
To weather any oncoming storm
The further out I got land seemed to disappear
And the small storm became volatile
Lightning flashed in my eyes
And I was swallowed by an oncoming wave
Thrown overboard I sank deep
And those I thought would save me
Pushed my head deeper into the depths
Unable to breathe I was drowning
And my world turned black
When I came to my senses I kept my eyes closed
Sure that I had finally died
Instead I found myself washed ashore
And I realized it was no ordinary sea I sailed
It was an Indian Pale Ale that caused my ails
And I could feel the waves crash against my heart
As the wind whipped against my face
Causing it to turn pig pink
Again I climbed aboard the vessel
I was prepared to set sail
Because it is only when I'm drowning
That I feel no pain at all
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2020
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