Last Great Sea

We started out brave

And watched all the others from behind

Through their eyes' empty glare

They looked at us in disbelief

We dropped what we had

We dragged it along

But in our minds

For us this was the beginning of time

I had one empty hand

That never felt true touch or support

I left it out uncovered

In that dark kennel

And when they found out its vulnerability

When I figure out what's wrong with myself

I can heal the wounds I like to show

I've seen them so many times

That I smile at the ones that I see

This last semaphore me

I cannot pass

I can't see past

So I go

Writhing in this great sea

Wild to be afloat on the strips

Ripped from life's pleasure

The sad treasure of a constant high

Makes this raft twist and curve

Under its power

I'm traced from the unknown source of this force

My course leads straight to its mouth

I stand on new ground

Where nobody knows me

I begin again

And it's new

At first it feels good

And then the sensitivity is gone

I begin to lose faith

And chills in my walk

Then I begin to let myself down

This last semaphore me

I cannot pass

I can't see past

I stand awestruck

And I'm slowly dragged

Dragged into

Into it