I thought I lost you to the sea,
That it swallowed you whole.
That solitary beacon of striking light across the black sky,
On a starless night…

Did it lead you the wrong way?

One night turned into a hundred,
As I wandered aimlessly across the sand-bed shore.
Only to hear the waves cry, and nothing more…

I’m beginning to fear I may never see you again.

What am I more afraid to find?
My loss of sanity or the loss of you?
Both condemn my soul to roam the mists.

Where did you go my love?

How cold Death’s hands must’ve been,
In the form of icy lashes at the back of your neck.
Crippling blue and stealing your breath, your life.

The thief!

What’s one more soul surrendered to the sea?
Mine surely cannot be much.
One so willing wouldn’t put up the struggle.

Take me with you…