Shipwreck

As I lay on a frame of wood,
Staring at the sky.
Like tiny gems scattered on a blanket,
Stars shining bright
All this makes me sing songs
Of survival and hope.
Blinding me from the truth,
That dead waits ahead.

I could see my wrecked ship
and life boats approaching me
Splashing of water,
People drowning deep
Pain, fear, panic,
I could sense it all
Haunting me every moment,
Every moment before my fall

My eyes grew weary,
And it started getting cold
I didn’t even realize,
When my last dream began to unfold
And then life slipped out of me
I could feel tiny drops of rain
Falling through me undisturbed
Felt just like being born again
Only this time my immortal journey
Didn’t seem to have an end.

- sh!Ne