The engineers were first when the hard water struck.
A flood down below, the crew members stuck.
Their voices were heard, but the water grew tall.
Their screams were now drowned, the cold water swallowed them all.

The early settlers alone in their head.
Grew tired of the night and went straight to bed.
Tossing and turning all through the night.
The cold water crept in, they couldn’t put up a fight.
For the water was quick, but their sleep was faster.
How could they sense the incoming disaster?
It swallowed their mattress and then them along too…
Watch out those above, the cold water is coming for you.

Warning bells ring for the incoming flood
The cold water grows taller, it’s coming for blood.
Climbing the stairs to the party above
As the guests cling tightly to the objects they love
But the water grows tall and taller still
Their screams are soon drowned, their lungs start to fill…and fill… and….

The captain stands firm. “What the hell am I thinking?”
He can’t fight the flood, and the ship, she is sinking.
He grabs for the wheel as the cold water strikes him
If he is to go down, he is to go down fighting.
The water grew higher, pulling him to the depths
The captain struggles to the surface, to catch his last breaths

And whilst being dragged
He shut his eyes to pray
To his lord in the sky
He had one last thing to say,

A captain always goes down with his ship,
And we were all captains today.

-Nessie Roswell

What lies in the dark
Is twisted and bent.
Eerily creeping,
-Wandering-
Hiding.

In corners we dare not seek,
Whispering malice unto unconscious thought.

A pale entity
-Moulded- Shoved into blackened crevices,
Those which fearful minds choose to obscure.

What hides in the dark
Is a hollowed shadow.
Lurking,
-Gnawing-
Feasting.

on slices,
-Pieces of essence- left to descend t’wards it’s black, hollow crypt.

A chained beast,
-Performing-
Isolated in it’s own gothic circus.
At the mercy of a master, oblivious to it’s existence.

What dies in the dark
Is broken and weak.
Crawling,
-Crying-
A writhing mass of shattered bones
And scattered flesh.

Born to fear the light
That which many beings
of varying form or plight

Have found comfort in.

-Nessie Roswell

Burning blue

Burning bright

Tearing through my starry night,

Sudden hues

Of Flashing light

Burning out

Fading

Falling into nihility

-Nessie Roswell

Curiosity is the first step to enlightenment

It did not kill the cat

It opened its eyes

It transformed the cat

The cat killed itself

-Nessie Roswell

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An apple a day

-keeps the doctor away,

But the reaper don’t care for your health.

Every day

-you’re an accident away,

From meeting the reaper himself.

-Nessie Roswell

This one is a little bit different, I wrote this as a song and thought I would share it here.

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Disaster follows me wherever I go, I cant hide away I cant fly away
A cataclysm deep inside my soul please help me please help me

My eyes glow red from all the blood I see
My wings they hang down low
I see the earth crack and the mountains cry
I watch the lava flow

My screech is defening, cant you feel the pain
My wings they beat like a hurricane
I try to warn you of the coming rains
But they’ll brand you insane

The works of Shakespeare right before my eyes
Is that dread I feel
Have you spoken your last goodbye
What was your last meal

I hope you held your loved ones tight
I hope you held them dear
I’m just a drifter running from my past
But the future is what I fear

I hear the heartbeat of a thousand souls
I hear their silence too
I only wish that you believed in me
Just like I believe in you

-Nessie Roswell