Drifter Aftermath

I gave it every ounce I’ve got and no one hears me.
No Jesus.
Not in my eyes, only people that all live
for what’s just out of sight,
for the things that burn and fade.
I will go nowhere, I will not drift away.
Catch me if I miss.
I’m subtle if I’m interested.
A collapsed imprint of my skeleton.
Ride the drift, it’s pointless wading through,
the gum and mud that collected on my boots.
I’ve been at sea, no time to feel the impact
of being thrown from my home.
It’s the only golden rule.
The only point to prove, this is fucking simple.