I barely get out of bed

The dread in my head is too great

I'm lost in an ocean on a wooden raft, no

Wind, the sea is calm but lonely, I have

The urge to dive in and end it all.

I look up to the sky and see I am truly alone,

I look but at what got me here wishing

i had never chosen to go at all.

I wish I could go back

but I've chosen my raft and my path

I have to see it through.

I look into the depths of the ocean

I can end the journey here

Fear keeps my on the raft as I drift on through the ocean

Knowing what I've done.