Death by Boat

Even fractured spirits won't quench her.
So let me tie her to the mast
Make every moment last
Escape is no chase to her past
Eternity, you are the best.

In between whimpers and moans.
Seating Death at rock bottom on her throne.

Drowning is not the goal.
Escaping is just an illusion to this hole.

Take a final gander
Every sensation will wander.
Reaffirm this is just what you wished for.
I am merely a ghost at the sideline
No reason to nurture or define
Get lost while you still experience time.

Kill, asunder and rip.
In between their depth her soul will slip
Now is the time to crush whatever is inside.
Know this beast will take a sip
You are now dead.