Krakens and Whales

Waves crash down on me Storms storming my seas Breaking sales And ripping apart this ship till nothing's left Ropes tied to oars of SAFTEY vessels pulled by the creatures beneath Moby Dick's out for blood again The call of the wild was heard all across the nation Split carousel Spit anchors Non existent crashing into glaciers crashing into me Call for krakens Call for whales Call for anything that can Breathe Cuz there's nothing on this ship left for me If I paddle on my own I know My legs break without even walking to the boats It's all a harpoon perspective Killing whales without a license It's all negative weight on the ship Blood pouring on the feet Trying to kill what I can't But I can For others to eat But it doesn't feed me My own food doesn't suffice I got some shekels in my pocket but I buy some new sails instead Cuz these ones stopped singing I need a larger dose They have scripting engraved on their stitching Trying to swallow anything that looks up at the gusts that have them waving A pictures worth a thousand words in this pulled apart torn down vessel What's a kraken when all I see are killer whales It's an allotment out of dumb luck A wager made for tainted blood A drowning Shark That doesn't even exist One mans art is another mans curse This is the ship we choose to sail waves on each side They've got pictures engraved in their white wash Telling the passengers to go home But the sails throw polaroids of pornographic images Anchoring their souls into the seat hands on the oars to sail back into the kraken's path The ships a chipped glass manufactured brain warped mind harpoon Chipped faces laughing with art Colored schemes Echoing songs of toxic inclusivity This is a serpents sailing technique Meat that they'll never eat Killing to much Falling backward Gluttony sloth Eating into sin I stare at those retched seas These are mans unlawful sins Hope golden colored Red rubies Sails on the sea shores But covered in fog Those mountains chipped with smiles cover in fire I create with my own desire to build for them a boat for the cracken to feed on because I can't even feed myself Planks in my eyes No cup Liquid poured for drink But I let them drink me instead Until there's not enough blood to fill them up Everyone's allowed to be here Lonely on the bow Staring at the brave Oars on the sea shores to be reborn Into the sand as a pebble marks a parable of a mans plan I splash my oar into the sea Blissfully agony breaking beneath The tables set before me The krakens and the whales they cant fit Handle these oars rightfully Be filled with every paddle you break the surface of the seas with Let the water break your skins Until they become apart of you And creates new shines until the Waves that crash down on me Storming my seas Breaking sales And ripping apart this ship till nothing's left become the krakens lonely death