Here I Go Again;

Will it begin or end?

Water floods in

Trapping me below deck

Snapping my neck

on a crate

filled with rye.

I quickly die

thinking...

What could have moved the ship this way?

The fabric of reality starts to fray.



Here I Go Again;



I see no other men.

The saltwater sticks to my skin.



I look up, knowing I will see a great wave ready to pounce onto the ship.

Inevitably ending with me snapping my neck on a crate of liquor. I don't know how or why I know, I just do.

Something told me not to go below deck. Which is why I am here now starring at this would be wave, but it wasn't a wave.



It was one creature, and a thousand.

Melted, or boiled together.


Tentacles and claws

Fangs in massive jaws

Lights and eyes,

so many eyes...

That was worst of all,

Devoured as I cowered

I have no power.



Here I Go Again;



I make a break for the captains cabin. Aware, disgusted and madened. How many times has this happened? I grabbed a sword and a flare gun. As I ran out the door the creature poured acid out one of its tentacles; turning me into a very frustrated puddle.



Here I Go Again;



*Bangs head against the wall until swollen.







I Grin remembering the case of rye below.

I drink myself to death



Here I Go Again;


I sprint back to the cabin, get the flare gun and shoot myself in the head with it. (Which, let me tell ya it was just an awful idea.) I crawl half dead out the door to the monster.

I am a relieved puddle.





Here I Go Again;


Shit...Back to the rye

Then see how to die;

by my hand, or the water?

Slaughtered

by this entity.

Cursed, or maybe it's meant to be.

I hope one day im free.


Here I Go Again;








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