The Depths and the Damned

I choose this pain over death

Again

I've moored myself for stability

And again been sent adrift

No other can be my anchor

So I dig my claws into the mud

Deep beneath Superior

I sink my heart to the bottom

And hope it never floats

I am my own anchor

And I intend to be still

As death beneath the waves

Cold and broken among the wreckage

Of pasts best not salvaged

Of corpses not worth dredging up

I will be still

And I will do it myself

As no other can or will

As I can depend on neither

Surface nor sailor

I choose surer company amidst

The depths and the damned