This ship is going down, it will go down tonight.
Whispered words escape frozen mouths,
disappearing into cool mist.
I have known we are sinking for a long time.
The chaos of the night is blurred,
calm surrounds those on board
as all of us begin accepting fate.
We will be thrust into icy waters unknown,
pulled by currents lurking beneath the surface,
tossed by waves bearing down
and circled by beasts of the deep.
The hull will drag us down, we will certainly drown.
My hem is heavy with cold and sea,
anchoring me to this ship and these waters.
It wouldn't feel right to escape now,
a part of me will will drown here tonight
be it my body, my soul, my love or my all.
Beneath my feet metal bends and groans as the mouth of the sea begins to swallow.
The lights of the sky begin to dance as eyes fill with water,
through the cold I find your hand.
Our mouths fill with water as our lips meet below the surface,
for the last time,
clinging to each other,
weighing ourselves down,
sinking to the ocean floor.
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