The Sapphire Sea
Thousands of ships sail on it's dreaded waves.
Winds powerful like a crane,
Toss and turn the vacant ships,
Some sink and still remain.

My boat rocking, still surviving,
Constantly being jabbed,
By the unbearable sea.
My ship still very young,
Looks thousands of years older.

More ships sink next to mine,
My boat creeks and sways,
It mourns the death of it's brothers and sisters.
Their souls leave this place,
The horror of The Sapphire Sea

The relentless pain my ship takes,
Day after wretched day by the winds and the waves,
Destroying my ship piece by piece.
Is there no peace?
Has the blue sky left this once beautiful place?

My ship clings on,
Trying to survive.
My shabby, broken ship,
Almost all trace of it's beauty is gone.
Finally, my ship gives in to the sea.

The last bits fall to the winds,
Crumble into the waves,
And are lost to the Sapphire sea.
But my ship, never forgotten.
It may be lost in the sea, but not in hearts of many.

Thousands more ships daily,
Will fall to the relentless winds,
And be engulfed by the waves,
They will sink to the bottom,
Of The Sapphire Sea