Adrift
No anchor in the briny sea
Adrift and lost inside of me
No ticking clock to mark the day
No compass mark to show the way
Cast about in times of worry
Oh Raging sea’s wicked fury
Shout out to a nameless king
On your knees begin to sing
Shackled improprieties
Noted notoriety
Avant guarde slacker nouveau
Guess you’ve found your all time low
Bite the hand that holds your heart
Rip the both of you apart
Swim inside the cheating ocean
Kill the love, shallow devotion
©2016 Michael James Garland
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