Talking To a Skull
There I was, stranded in a hull
Talking to a skull
While trapped in the Maw
of the deep
Cold Water at my knees
I started to plea,
"Why Sell my Soul to the Deep?"
While dead men say nothing
Cold Water at my thighs
Now i started speaking lies
"The doors creak shut, i tried,"
Empty black eyes gaze
Salt in the mouth, i began to taste
"I deplore you and this cursed ship"
All while the water rises in haste
Destroying the little hope left
Cold water at my neck
The lights now flicker and spec
Nothing more can be said,
as black surrounds me on all angles
Copyright © Joseph H. Bays | Year Posted 2021
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