Sailing from the Wreckage

In the dark depths where the shadows play,

I sailed on a dream, lost on the way.

Titanic’s echoes in the whispering night,

A ship made of pain, stole away my light.

She painted a picture, a beautiful scene,

But under the surface, the waters were mean.

An RMS of heartache, where love turned to dread,

Each soul she cast off, a part of me bled.

I held on tightly, caught in her storm,

But as the waves crashed, she showed her true form.

Every face in the lifeboats, a piece of my past,

They drowned in her fury, their struggles amassed.

Oh, the iceberg of truth hit my heart with a crash,

She sunk every promise, every hope in a flash.

But love came to rescue, on a vessel so bold,

Now we’re sailing away from the wreckage of cold.

Her whispers were sweet, like the sirens would call,

But every embrace felt like fate's deadly thrall.

I watched as she laughed, while my spirit would sink,

A marooned sailor, lost in the drink.

Bridges burned brightly, as we glided through blame,

She chose her survival, but I never claimed fame.

With scars on my shoulders, I learned how to fight,

Now love is my anchor, guiding me to the light.

Oh, the iceberg of truth hit my heart with a crash,

She sunk every promise, every hope in a flash.

But love came to rescue, on a vessel so bold,

Now we’re sailing away from the wreckage of cold.

Rescue the lover, from the depths of despair,

Through storms and through silence, we rise from the snare.

Together we’re stronger, united we’ll stay,

With every wave crashing, we’re forging our way.

So look to the horizon, let the sun paint the seas,

I’ve found my true love, in the calm of the breeze.

The RMS of abuse has finally sailed past,

Now here on this journey, our love is steadfast.