Lost at Sea

If I were ship I'd hold 
No bearing,

For the one I love
Is no longer caring,

Her silence is brutal
A storm ravaging the seas,

My berth is my heart 
It creaks, it weeps,
It begs please,

Why was I foolish in my voyage,
Why did I sail into this storm,

My words were like wind cool,
Blasting, cold and scorned

She like the sun is nowhere 
To be found,

Only darkness around me
And thunder the only sound,

Her love was a blessing 
A lighthouse in the mist,

How I long for her warmth
Her touch, her kiss,

My words were unruly, 
Naive and without thought,

So now I'm a man,
A ship, 
Without bearing,
Without port...