Broken vessel
the purpose of a boat is to keep you from drowning , but what is drowning is the only option left I swim and swim but my motor is giving in I can't stop to take a breath , I can't stop to rest , I can't stop to look at my view I have to keep om going I am a broken vessel , washed out and dried clean .. I have nothing but is seen and unseen I am broken and it is as clear as day my vessel is dead , dead , dead I am unfixable , so unfixable that the fixable does not seem fixable , my vessel is drowning and no patch can plunge it's way through my doubled walls and yet Al around me are waves that crashes and falls my vessel is broken and I am haunted by every dream in state of mind and All I will find is path witch I must walk through blind my vessel has stopped working and stopped caring about the darkness that might be lurking , so come Waves on , come storms I do not care because my vessel is not being fair I will stand and not give up but my vessel is broken and I will not settle for less than to just take a breath broken vessel
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