Wednesday, September 14, 2022

The Kraken

 Black hollow eyes of doom,

Staring down the throat of the beast,

Death approaches closer,

The monster eager to engulf his feast.

My mind now is empty,

There is no thought left to think,

The end has finally come,

As my last ship sinks.

Surrounded by a sea on fire,

I have come to accept my fate.

At the bottom of his gaping mouth,

Is the entrance to Hell’s gate.

So I will leap forward,

As my heart has done before.

For if I am to die here,

There will be no war.

I sense his teeth pierce,

My crimson flesh burns from the attack.

My bones begin to crackle,

And the world behind me fades to black.

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