The water may sweep away my tears
An ocean between us
But would you drag the lake for me?

Thirteen knots,
                                         Thirteen knots.

Blank stares
This mirror yells at me
And I cower
I am a coward
I repent

Black streaks line this face
My charcoal warpaint
Dressed for battle
Two ram heads entangle
                                                                       Surrendering again.
Is there ever a true victor?

Scrape the glitter off on scalpels edge.
Will I still be good enough?