My Sinking Ship

(My Sinking Ship, from Fearless Moral Inventory, by Juliet A. Wright, copyright 2009, all rights reserved.)  My Sinking Ship

All aboard my sinking ship

My sun is setting fast

Melancholy madness

This gloom I can’t get past.

Desperation seeks me

Her alter has been cast

Deaths boatman I would welcome him

To stop her whip so fast.

It starts with a song

And a memory

They oft go hand in hand

Reminiscing, Africa, Offramp has your brand.

Our ship has sailed

And here I am clinging to the mast

I’m a shipwrecked woman

Living in the past.

Then I embrace my sadness

It fits me like a glove

All aboard my sinking ship

My sun is setting fast

Melancholy madness

This gloom I can’t get past.

Desperation seeks me

Her alter has been cast.

Deaths boatman I would welcome him

To stop her whip so fast

Wrong words fall

Like rain in summer

Sad eyes pierce my skin

My flower turns upon itself

Puts me in this fix I’m in

Nary is a petal left

Beauty destroyed by blame

In prison I have placed myself

Built with bricks of shame

Then I embrace my anguish

It fits me like a glove

All aboard my sinking ship

My sun is setting fast

Melancholy madness

This gloom I can’t get past.

Desperation seeks me

Her alter has been cast.

My Lord I would welcome him

To take me home at last.

Six strings and a melody

Sharp four major seven

That’s the answer to my prayers

A lifeboat straight to heaven.

Then I embrace my music

It fits me like a glove

It takes all my strength to climb the stairs

The others are behind me

It’s up to me to save them all

Responsibility

But I am tired and way too slow

In pain I can’t hold on.

Only God can get me through this

And convince me to go on.

Then I embrace my loving God

He fits me like a glove.

All aboard my saving ship

My sun is rising fast

Melancholy madness

This gloom I’m finally past

Desperation sought me

Her alter had been cast

But God has sailed me through it

My soul free at last.