Nightmare of the Past

I looked out of my window, disturbed from my sleep I was startled when I saw water knee high deep I saw troubled people get out of their rooms In front of their faces there was nothing but gloom Lurking in the hallways, were cries of the dying I could hear nothing but the shouts of the living There was no need to proclaim, "The ship is sinking!" I could hear loud and clear that the waves were rushing. As I walked through the freezing icy cold waters My whole body's shaking, from my face to my nerves When a ferocious wind blew, I shook and shivered Thinking survival's the only thing that matters The sweat of the people arouses in the air With the smell of adrenalin, fear and despair Some fought for their lives beyond the hopeless moment Some gave up and accepted what was truly meant.