The Lonely Sea

Dark and hollow the sky beyond,
Deep and murky the sea around.
With thunderous hooves they crash on my bow
Wet and desolate I am upto my brow.
With a torn flag and a broken hull, a ghostly ship beckons
To infinity and beyond, I get their summons.
The unwavering mist calls out to me,
So heavenly, I wonder what is to be
Of a paradise that I hear lays beneath,
As God descends with a holy wreath.
So easy it is to give up this fight
And to be anything than a ship upright,
For the seas below have treasures galore
Of men, of ships, of mysteries and more.
Never have I felt a wrath so beastly
Which brings with it force so ghastly.
But deep below is a calmness sublime
Unravaged by the sands of time.
I can stand the solitude no more no more
That has laid even the manliest in strife before.
As the sea engulfs me to its murky depths below
I feel a calmness as I await the final blow.
I drown and drown to be a part
Of those untold stories that have fallen apart.
Down I go to the bottom of the sea
This lonely, lonely sea.