Whispers, Adrift from ALEA by Built-in Obsolescence

I see past the storm offshore
The vision’s bright and clear
Despite the clouds
That gather in the inviolable wall
Of the perfect storm

By dreadful need, insanity
Could take me through
Drags me beyond
Its fear, in sight

The air thickens
Deep down in my lungs
Electricity splits
The atmosphere

Rain begins to fall
And slides down my face
The wind shakes
The ship I forged
I forged by myself

You smash against my boat
Backwash that pushes over
The bridge floor

The mainmast tilts aside
And dips down below
A downpour of saltwater
Is flooding my soaking throat

We called your name
And we will always do
You don’t know yourself
We know who you are

Forsake all your bonds
You can’t rebuild from dust
Don’t be so afraid
When the light turns blue

Don’t go, don’t look above
We hold what you wish for
The sand will slip out
Of your hands

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