I'm on a cruise ship,
And I'm outside on the deck.
I looked over the railing,
And fell off, ah heck.
I plunge into the sea,
My breath leaves me,
Please sea let me breathe.
I see the bubbles float past me,
My realization was grim,
As I start to drown, I finally found,
The way I need to swim.
I follow the bubbles to the surface,
I take a look around.
The waves around me were thrashing,
The boat was out of range for sound.
Look left and right,
Panic at the sight,
No one will save me,
I'll go to the light.
I thrash in the water,
But I want to die.
So why am I fighting,
Why even try?
I can't breathe the liquid,
At least not on queue.
So I need another idea,
I just need to pull through.
I lean on my back,
Look at the sky,
And wonder why,
I even try,
There's no land in sight,
It's about to be night,
The flesh on my body is starting to feel tight.
As I float, I laughed,
At what others might say.
Others are suffering,
In a worse-off way.
Should I be happy I'm not starving?
Should I be happy I could afford a cruise?
Should I be happy, I have so much to lose?
If I move,
I may attract attention I don't want.
Their jaws open wide-
I'd be eaten by a shark.
If I stay here forever,
Night will come.
It will only get colder,
Until my body's numb.
I can swim in any direction,
But there's nothing there.
I can swim in any direction I want.
Even deep down to nowhere.
