Titanic is Self
A vast horizon lies within my soul,A sea of depth and tempest, wild and grand;In every tide, a story to be told,A secret force that whispers, "I am grand."
Colossal waves of doubt and hope collide,Carving canyons through the heart’s resilient clay;I stand a monument to all inside,A ship unsinkable, come night or day.
Each crest, a triumph; every trough, a scar,Reflects the self—a universe so wide,In every storm, I learn just who we are,A titan rising from the shifting tide.
For in this boundless ocean of the mind,I find the strength to face each fear and strife—An endless voyage, ever redefined,Titanic in essence: vast, the self, and life.