I am a whale, beached
Crushing under my weight
Cursing the low tide night
No free meal, i learn
Paying taxes for my earn
Cries and laughter on a scale
Mounted due has me pale
Sleep, hunger, and peace
I've traded for my breath
Outside a newness shines bright
Inside is rotting, losing fight
World faded away, unaware
With closed eyes, i stare
At your image in my mind
Wondering, are you fine, are you sound
Entanglements bind me to a spot
Love and laughter, that can't be lost
My body is my walking stick
My soul floats to you at every tick
BhaShe
