Your Sinking Ship

I can feel the anger emanating from your very core,
burrowed deep inside you,
slowly eating you away.
In response I feel nothing,
a dead numbness as you press your disgusted feelings on me.
I know the truth that's in my heart,
buried deep inside,
engraved for every passerby to see.
I love you.
My sinking ship has no more sails,
no wind,
and your wrath only pushes the deck down lower.
I seem to have no redeeming qualities,
no ties to keep me afloat.

Can you feel the anger emanating from my very core?
Rising from deep inside me,
slowly lifting my deck and repairing my sails.
The truth lies within me,
my one redeeming quality.
You can't see the truth behind my words,
and you can't handle what I've said.
I made no mistake,
this journey is the one I'm on and I won't go back.
Take my tattered body as it is
or take it all back to when you didn't
revisit your hell of a past.