Self-Survival

I am nothing but a piece of cork, bobbing up and down in a sea of darkness
There is absolutely nothing to grab on to and remind me what started this
Unexpected solar winds often sets my mind adrift
I reach for the only line that I cared to know praying for another lift

Just like a boulder falling into still waters there's a splash followed by waves
Each ripple that tosses me about is a denial to me being saved
Farther and farther I'm being moved away from my center, your loving force
And me an abandoned ship at sea continually being blown off course

Without you as a reference point, how can I be anything but lost
But bobbing up and down, side to side, disoriented is only part of the cost
There is no right or left, up or down without you, there serving as my center
The space that you purchased within my heart, I didn't realize that you were a renter

But to give credit where credit is due, my pain wasn't simply caused by you
I feigned innocence here bobbing in the darkness like I don't have a clue
But my mind is the broken line that keeps me from catching my Boo
Once each rippling wave was an echo of her saying my name, guiding me through

My beacon in times like these with waves of love insulating me against the pain
Now floating in an ocean of darkness becoming at one with a blackened rain
A piece of  cork not even allowed to drown in it all, as a way out
All of a sudden where are the whirlpools and or the water sprouts

Anything that will provide some form of relief at this point
A better line, a better hook, and another chance is what I really want
But I know that there is nothing more dangerous than trying to save a drowning man
And so this is why you cut the line, watching me go under while reaching for your hand