I am sailing upon the ocean In a rickety vessel perforated and laden with rotten boards The black water surrounding me is rough with roiling violence The island that was once in the distance, where I would weather the storm, is now gone I am rocked on every side as restless giants churn the waters to foam A profound sense of dread permeates every fibre of my body; if I lose my grip on the rigging I'll surely plunge overboard Dragged down to the cold, crushing depths by the hungry beasts lurking below The pale sun only breaks through the clouds overhead to mock me A momentary respite before the hurricane resumes, bent on consuming me My navigational charts are all wrong, the stars have switched their positions in the sky My anchor can find no purchase The dark sea stretches to the horizon in every direction I know not where salvation lies The surface ripples with movement They are waiting waiting waiting Though I must reach into the salty water to distill it, I dare not dip a single finger For the coiling leviathans beneath will rise to meet me with great gnashing teeth and ugliness to swallow me whole It will be dark It will be silent And I will be alone So I forego the water entirely Learning instead to live with parched lips and a leathery tongue And the gnawing emptiness within