The Peculiar Pirate Party

By Shreya Sharma

I come alive when I am close to madness.

Brain and heart both washed in rain,

But the blood on my chest still remains.

I am bleeding, bleeding for you.

Say something and sew me up.

I am screaming, screaming for you.

Show yourself and lift me up.

I am learning, learning for you.

All I ever did was to screw up.

Highs and lows, thick and thin

Bruised because I committed a sin.

A sinner, for that’s what I am.

Asked for a beast, got a man.

Much worse it was!

Let’s all be anew, vile and venomous!

“La Danse Macabre”.

Highway to Heaven or Hell.

I will lead you there,

The Peculiar Pirate Party.

By Shreya Sharma