Zander William Pearson

A storm, a deadly storm,
Ravaging among fierce waves,
Fury within the clouds
of darkened madness

An inescapable death,
The lonely ship
Begs the wind for mercy,
But gets none.

The seas collide with the hull,
The splintered planks
And weathered sails
Leave the ship in vain desperation

The winds lash at the vessel
Unforgiving, hostile.
Hope destroyed in a flash
Death imminent.

Resistant, the ship would not be taken,
By the depths of the ominous fate,
And the silent blue tomb of the ocean.
And it struggled to continue.

Memories of the past unfold
In the sea that binds
Untold recollections
Of a history the ocean contains

And the winds
The storm that rages
Speak of what’s to come
What is feared most

And I,
Caught in the midst
Have no escape
From the storm I have created