Approaching Storms

In this second The troubled sheep found solace in it's heaven A second chance to breathe again As the presence of the mind, the mess Reminded of his inner sense You don't know if you should, or if you even care For the succubi tainted the water in the sea His retina refused to adapt accordingly Different waters mark the smile Where the rose looks pale and bleak He tries to rise from the fall, to shift through it all But the ocean begs to hide from whatever the islands show Can the ship just sail to the shore, with the dress that she wore Or will she just retreat In this second The troubled sheep found solace in it's heaven A second chance to breathe again As the presence of the mind, the mess Reminded of his inner sense You don't know if you should, or if you even care As I see the ship approaching with a handful of unwritten pages I signal the ship of approaching storms There was no way a ship could beat the rot and the plague, yet she persists to pursue, they always pursue Did I just hear the ocean wail? I wasn't sure, but it sounded like danger is ahead He tries to rise from the fall, to shift through it all But the ocean begs to hide from whatever the islands show Can the ship just sail to the shore, with the dress that she wore Or will she just retreat As she stranded Did I see The glistening Or gluttony As she stranded Did I see The glistening Or gluttony Now, I see her shroud Of enigmatic apparel And suddenly she saw me smile I couldn't resist Far too long have I regressed Was it regression or fate Never have I Felt like trusting foreign captains Will they die or will they kill So what of her Time will tell Lost so long ago