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Geno Cattouse Dec 2012
Lashed to the side .washed by the rolling tide
I have traversed the oceans wide.somehow. my cursed soul
Cannot find surcease.

Seasons go and decades flow.
Down, down to the depths we go. A watery grave
I stubornly craved ,no such. Cursed beast.

"No whale. No cursed devil."
Release me to darkness.
To hell and gone.

Vengeance is mine saeth the lord
I Ahab spat defiance.
A wooden keepsake strapped to my knee.

A bitter morsel  for mobey **** who bit and spit the cursed zealot
Away to drift.

Now strapped astride.his sworn foe
His soul long dead .sent ahead.
Ahabs sentence


To prowl the depths
To see the unseen.
Fathom for fathom.dark and deep
Never to sleep or feel the touch.


A horrific Dutchman to end of days
To repent for his blackheart vengeance.
Forever cast

Away.
You chose to go on the road alone
Dissapeared into the darkness
Isolated yourself
Refused to listen

You think running as fast as you can
Is the best you can do
You think a passenger
Will only slow you down

Are things the wrong way around
In your own world
Your own perspective
You keep stubornly staring at

But even moving at the speed of light
You can't run away from the truth
The lies and you've been leaving in your tracks
Will catch up to you

I welcomed you into my heart
Tried to make it a home
For your restless soul
But you only passed through

When you were tired
My arms tried to hold you
Tried to comfort you
Through the dark nights

Tried to make a warm fire
But you kept opening the door
Letting the cold wind and rain in
Until even the embers died out

I never wanted to let you go
But you didn't give me anything to hold onto

— The End —