A poem of sorts

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What happened

There was a fisherman on a mighty sea
and a great many fish did he catch
at least he would have us believe
with the exuberent sagas he did sketch

What message did he try to send
to those that heard his tales of glories
of everything, that was really pretend
all just another of his fabricated stories

Even to the pastor the man would preach
that salvation was a hand's length away
a delicious fruit anyone could reach
who dreamed for tomorrow, worked hard today

How depressed this boastful creature truly was
appears like the image of a Van Gogh painting
though really this is only because
he was always still, always secretly crying

Delusions is his only ally now
heads for the safety of the otherside
drifting from us like a cloud
like a bottle floating in the tide


anyone have any idea what this means, i'm not really sure.

The one that got away topic

One too many fish. The drunk turned into an empty bottle of booze, sans message, and floated away with the tide. (Poetry analysis: literal irony and ecstacy version)

Seriously, though, sounds like this guy realized his own tales were hollow as his being, because he did not believe in a soul, due to no religion. He realized he was empty and could not get over it. I suppose he was at a point of no return, and ended it. Very sad. I wish he could have reached out to someone, instead of letting on there was nothing wrong.