There is a lost ship at sea,
one I can not see.
The hopes of you are spilled
out upon it's deck like
sea-sickness never seeming to
stop, constently spilling forth
in many shades...
Red for your hopes of love
Blue for your hopes of peace
Yellow for your hopes of
companionship, and Green
for you hopes of another day:

The sea around the ship churns and the wind bellows ripping the sails
to shreds, you try to crawl,
to get beneath the deck for safety
from the storm, but your body
won't move but to retch out more
of your hopes, some you
never knew you had
Lost Ship