Lost at Sea

The pain within centers my life

ripping away the outer planes

like the bloody pelt of a fallen beast

till just my beating heart remains

The first skin I shed is society

politics and fashion, country and race

this fall when the first spike intrudes

their remnants pass without a trace

The knife bites deeper, and I lose Time

the future flies beyond my sight

the past is nothing, the moment all

I cannot tell the day from the night

Now metal scrapes against the bone

and precious ego shears away

on strings, I dance to Pain’s command

and act the fool it bids me play

Without the world, the clock, the pride

all victims of Pain’s fiery wraith

my carcass lies a useless shell

as I descend into my faith

I strap myself to my soul’s mast

and cower from the raging sea

clinging tight to Love and God

the only shelters left to me

Greater men may greater ships

have built from stronger hearts

my ship is just as weak as me

my insecurities a part

And so my Pain roars cross the deck

and so I shiver in the cold

and so I fear the Final Wave

and so I tremble, small and old

My Pain has brought much truth to me

I see my life in clearer lights

But I’ve learned to trust my Love to last

and see me safe through Pain’s black nights…