My Poetic Escape

Moral Compass

I think I might buy a ship 

I'll name it guilt trip

Sail around the seas of bullshit

Possibly lose it

Hit an iceberg, called you

Seems like deja vu

That you're breaking me again

I love endless chains

Me and my ship will sink 

Slowly giving me time to think 

Wallow in some self-pity 

Think about visiting that forbidden city

So many times I'm close to drowning 

A thousand and counting

Lost in the sea

Until you set me free

My moral compass

Saving me from the numbness

Setting me back to the right course 

Right back to the sea of remorse 

I think it's time you let me go

Let me drown below

Go ahead pull the trigger

Please be the one that is bigger

End the cycle

Buy the rifle

But I'm the only one you can do it

Because despite your wit

I'm my own moral compass and I'm tired

I'm going to be retired

Give me the gun 

Lets make this fun

I'm sick of this

I'll make sure I won't miss