As my heart makes its last bids,
Those which the mind always forbids.
I manage to swim in the troubled seas,
Holding on.. to the logs of ecstasy on a lease.
Realizing I am just fate's forsaken fish,
Towards my unknown destination I brandish.
Prompted by Three Word Wednesday - http://www.threewordwednesday.com/2011/05/3ww-ccxl.html
