A Lighthouse

An expectation set I still haven’t met

A white lie disguised as encouragement

A proud affirmation designed to help cope

With a life seemingly devoid of hope

But you were a lighthouse to my abandoned ship

Whose cowardly captain lies dead somewhere in the ocean

And your beckoning light cried out though the effort was useless

Tumultuous shores will eat the proof of my futile existence

Such a heavy burden to have to inherit

To try and love a vessel so detached and callous

Your weakening will erodes like rocks in the sea

To try and uphold a forecast you never believed

You were a lighthouse to my abandoned ship

Whose self-concerned captain’s intentions were less than honest

And your warm glow is meaning in this otherwise pointless voyage

There are no heroes here pulling bodies out from the wreckage

Such innocent eyes that look upon me

With such faith and resolve and naivety

For I cannot win I can only withdraw

Although I am your world now I am no one at all

You are a lighthouse to my abandoned ship

Whose counterfeit Captain surrendered before being captured

And your guiding illuminance although pure and brilliant

Will not return me to whole (I’m afraid there are too many pieces)

But before I sink please know the trip was worth it