Two Ships on the Horizon

Board by rotten board,
I fall apart, shattered. Tattered
fragments of my weathered sails
floating atop the steel waves.
All that is left is my shallow breathing.
Dying heart, barely beating
sinking beneath the tumultuous tide
silently waiting, wishing to be saved

I fear I will lie here
on this rocky ocean floor
for ages, eons, and moments more.
Forgotten, forbidden, lost at sea.
I have given away all that I am.
What shall become of me?