Writer 14
[*Seagulls squarkin' off in the distance....*]
The golden ocean tide begins to lose tempo,
while the beacon in the sky proceeds to dwindle,
now as I've lost my way, with thoughts of pray,
I know nothing can guide me like the wind-will.
At that moment of peace, deep down underneath,
a sound bellowed with the most whaling of grief.
So I float here through consciences and reality,
subdued, due to the helplessness and calamity,
I find myself on the verge of going overboard..
With no hopes of feeling so restored, i'm ensured,
this sunset marks the end of my journey for sure.
The creature that lurks, whispers through the sea,
and persuades me to end the misery with a leap,
as I plummet, I turn to the light as my sanctuary,
condensed within the temperatures of mid January,
I notice on the ship, as my final moments conclude,
and I don't believe it! The hopelessness is untrue,
if you're whom i've been seeking, and its, really you?
You were with me the whole time, I just never knew...
A friend of mine passed away, by an apparent suicide this week. RIP B.P. 1993-2018
VS
Writer 16
We are known as the Blackbeard’s, we had Goals and Present Dreams
Even though we’re a gang of noble crooks who Roamed the Seven Seas
And we are residing from a poor land that is So Unsettling
so I joined them to help with the Many Ways to Change It/
Pillaging islands near Japan, bringing Semi’s, Treys, And Gauges
I was told to stay back in case there were Any Change in Phases
But we left the islands victorious, bringing Many Freights and Cases
Now we onward back to our home land through Heavy Waves and Raining
Eleven mornings, eleven nights, with only Twenty Days Remaining/
One day, there was no room, The crew had a celebration when Dusk’ll Break
Everyone was partying by the stern of the ship, they stayed Up Till Late
Nothing but bottles of rum and dime bags, they all were Drunk and Baked
But I was standing by the bow looking at the horizon, it was Fucking Great/
The rays were soothing my state of mind, man this Ship Life Wavy
wanting to see how these opaque skies turn into Midnight Navy
Leaned over the edge, wind hitting my face, the Draft Was Perfect
At that next moment, we hit a wave, it made me Black and Nervous/
It threw me overboard, hit my head, Smacked the Cervix/
tryna reach for the side, my hand wouldn’t go Pass the Surface
15 feet deep, at that point, I knew it was time to stop Bein Persistent
Vision blurring, lungs failing, then I noticed something Seen in the Distance/
A large black shadow swimming under me, I was scared for my life/
I was about to be eaten alive, and I’m prepared for the bite/
but I suddenly felt myself Rising Through the Depths, I’m Gliding to the Left
My head pops out the water and see the sun Shining to the West/
Trying to regain my train of thought as I’m Gasping fa Air/
What the fuck did just save my life, i couldn’t Grasp the Affair/
Then I hear my name being called, and that is not what I Expected
Spun around and saw the Blackbeard’s sailing the boat in My Direction/
I can’t explain what happened, I’m just thankful I’m Alive and Well
As I am watching the sun slowly begin to dive Behind the Swells/