It was a cloudy and loud night
and I was so drunk that I
could barely make it from port to starboard.
I was surrounded by my jolly crew and I
thought I was safe and
I thought you were my friend,
that’s why I didn’t ready the cannons
or hoist the sails.
We could’ve just been two ships passing through
on quiet waters but
you had to come and plunder
with your selfish pirating ways,
violating me from bow to stern.
You sunk me, and you didn’t care,
and you left me there to drown.
I don’t know how I managed it
with this albatross hanging around my neck,
weighing me down,
but I swam to shore and
made it to dry land alive.
You can take the bird, battered and bloody,
and let it stain your breast.
You can deal with the drooping shoulders
and broken back
and the bated breath.
I’m tired and
I’ve cried too many oceans between then and now.
I’m the captain and this is my vessel
And traitors walk the plank.
No life boat,
it’s your time to drown.