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Ship Wreck

March 10, 2023
By Nicoller BRONZE, Pasadena, California
Nicoller BRONZE, Pasadena, California
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Despite my valiant efforts, I find myself adrift at sea,

My ship slowly succumbing to the relentless pull of the waves 

The icy blue expanse that surrounds me is both beautiful yet terrifying

But acts as a constant reminder of the fragility of my being

 I strive to keep the ship afloat but with each passing moment,

The prospect of salvation seems increasingly remote, 

Like a destination, I will never reach and a standard I can never meet

The isolation is suffocating, and the weight of my failure is crushing

I am desperate to save the ship, to preserve the lives of those on board, 

But my attempts seem futile, my efforts are never enough 

As I resign myself to the inevitable fate, I cannot help but wonder

Will anyone notice my passing? 

If anyone will even care that one ship is missing among the countless other ships that traverse these exact waters. 

Perhaps, a nearby sailor or lighthouse will notice, 

But it is just tranquil water that is suffocating me

And I am just another ship that is sinking out of many

The same fate that I interact with every day is the one that might bring me to the end of my existence 

Without me even knowing

So I lay here, hopelessly adrift, consumed by my own despair, contemplating the fleeting nature Of our existence,

Knowing any endeavor will not be enough

As the water begins to flood the floors, sharp waves are created,

The icy water begins to travel closer to my body

 I fear all that has been left behind and the inexistent impact I’ve made,

The earth is untouched by my meaningless presence

I gasp for air, terrified  

My hair begins to form curls as more water surrounds me 

Hopeless in this state, yet I have done everything I can to save what was left 

My attempt seems useless, like just another mistake I've made 

Is this how it is supposed to go? 

Should I be relieved or scared? 

Is this my fate?

I assumed the end would be different but I guess that’s another thing I got wrong… 


My eyes shutter as my body stiffens. 

In the faint distance a flashing light approaches. A coastguard atlas.


The author's comments:

Writing poetry is something that I take pleasure in, as it allows me to express my thoughts and emotions in distinctive ways. The inspiration for this particular piece came from reading  McBeth in my AP Literature class, which led me to contemplate the notion of a main character's downfall. 


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