capsized

you
don’t want to sink
your spirit does not want to utter cries
in waves of despair and regret
over what was when you had it all
when your laughs matched
the lapping of waves
you
claim outwardly
that you are sinking
and you need no captain
to pass below the waves with you
just stay a fortnight
and be gone with the morning’s mist
but as your soul moans
when coldness and the brine
of nights alone without care
bob in front of your eyes
so far from a shore you need
will you admit
you need help mending your sails
before you painfully list?

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