I am the shipwreck with it's scattered and soaked wood littering the ocean like a nest of roaches

The water smothers me patiently, and it waits to feel my body on the ocean floor

I am the captain

I stand on my ship, never leaving its side, for tonight I sleep in a shark's stomach

The tears and rain both hit my face, as I lay on the deck and wait to drown

I am the thunder, and I am the storm

Hear me roar as I deafen all

I conduct my orchestra as loud as possible and conclude with a violent smash

I am washing the splinters from within my heart, and I scream as it pumps

Let my lungs fill with water as the broken bathtub leaks