Tempest

need to take on more ballast to fight this raging storm my vessel to light to continue red flags are giving warning the sun completely blotted the clouds are dark and threatening wasn’t like this when I started will I ever learn my lesson the waves are high, the wind is cold my sail is now in tatters getting back to an even keel is all that really matters no one to bail the water pouring over the side only me here at the helm a course I must decide I think I am too far from shore further out than I first thought my compass just keeps spinning and I am overwrought no buoys here to guide me no lighthouse beacon shines on these angry seas that taunt me and promise a quick demise holding to Saint Christopher praying to all above see me through this tempest protect and guide me home