Shipwrecked Poem by Isaiah Alexander

My ship crashes into your shore
Absurd baggage changes your world
I block the view of your horizon
I'm your siren tantalizing

Singing stories of my past
Twisting truths just for laughs
"He was the problem, not me."
You nod, I pout, and you believe.

Breaking your back to fix my ship.
I lounge planning my next trip.

A new island for me to crash land.
Great bait who believes in fate
A kind victim just like him.