Alone in the Abyss

There's indeed an abyss within us all

Vast ocean of undulating darkness

Fast, hold to your thoughts, feelings through the squall 

Storm, ominous, doom-woven clouds: sadness

 

A lone stone spire among ebony waves

The base slowly eroding from cold bites

Take shelter within the only dry caves

Storm and sea never hold back during fights

 

Downpour of spite, tidal wave of hatred

The spire collapses, the shelter is gone

Washed away into the sea, drowned, sacred

Peace, finally. Returning to beyond

 

Afterlife, that of the sky, sea, and stone

As we begin, so we will end. Alone.

© 2020 Rahaman Writing

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"Approaching the docks, we heard the violent smashing of wood and the clanging of metal being pounded through the cold veil of white mist that hung in the air by the coast. With a sudden gust, the pale haze cleared to reveal a beast from the brine like none I had seen before or after my time on Kioshell Island. It was roughly the same size as the fishing ship that had ferried me here and was in the process of tearing apart a vessel of similar proportions with a cold fury, pausing only to fling away huge bits of debris or adjust the monstrous maw that was its shell: the living, partially decomposed head of a sky serpent.."