Once thought of as the captain
Now regarded as the cargo
When I look towards where I’m sailing
All I can do is whisper Stop
But still
I go careening into the ice
Once thought of as the captain
Now regarded as the cargo
When I look towards where I’m sailing
All I can do is whisper Stop
But still
I go careening into the ice
I am stuck in a pool
Filled with water
It covers me head to toe;
weighs on me like a blanket.
I try to get up
It pushes me down
I try to get up
And sink farther down