I barely get out of bed
The dread in my head is too great
I'm lost in an ocean on a wooden raft, no
Wind, the sea is calm but lonely, I have
The urge to dive in and end it all.
I look up to the sky and see I am truly alone,
I look but at what got me here wishing
i had never chosen to go at all.
I wish I could go back
but I've chosen my raft and my path
I have to see it through.
I look into the depths of the ocean
I can end the journey here
Fear keeps my on the raft as I drift on through the ocean
Knowing what I've done.