Sunken Ships

my hands are up i surrender please don not jump on my ship for i am sinking too hard to carry you and i will drown i see your hand but i cannot reach it down i go i do not care for life has not been fair i am not scared just another unknown another time i should have grown i look around for hope for comfort but back down i go seeing one foot go in front of the other feeling like i'm in quicksand not sure where i'll land i'm going without question wanting to sail home once i get this water out of my boat no more criss cross steps the words are no longer rolling off my tongue they are twisted in my head i dream about the other sunken ships from time to time wondering if i'm the one who will sink them could i have held out my hand and helped them how could i when i was sinking searching for my own hand sink alone down down down i go so many questions once again i wonder will it ever end