Rasta
2009-04-19 22:13:56
I guess this is yet another boring crappy writing from me. It was inspired by a very special person in my life.
He wished to see her face one more time as the ship slowly sank into the dark abyss. Down into the darkness of the ocean is where he would be lost and receive his faith for paying a price to the Almighty ocean, the keeper of ships and restless souls. This man cloaked in one thousand lies begged to the merciful heavens and undying truth of the world to let him see her face one more time. The face that had brought him thousands of smiles and the face he longed to see everyday. As the water now rushed in from all angles, he knew time was running out and that he would soon be the might oceans next restless soul. Deemed to wait forever in the deep dark pits his body filled with the chills of the blackened earth. The rouge waves now sucking the rusty ship down faster with every passing minute, he felt the pressure wiegh down upon him as he longed to see her face one last time. As the time drew near he let out on more gash for air, his last wish on his dying breath. He wished to see her face on more time. It is not clear to man whom he was or why he never tried to leave his sinking ship. Some say he was a myth others say the her he was referring to was his ship. Between human and god there is no difference in the words of this story only a meaning to which it is impossible to know. I say the man was searching for the face of a long lost lover whom he never had. His last dying breath being used to see her face and tell her how he felt but in the end his chance was missed and his time was up. As the storm cleared and no trace of the man or ship was to ever be seen again; the ocean laid calm soothing the newly obtain soul.
Comment if you want to and if you do not like it please tell me.
He wished to see her face one more time as the ship slowly sank into the dark abyss. Down into the darkness of the ocean is where he would be lost and receive his faith for paying a price to the Almighty ocean, the keeper of ships and restless souls. This man cloaked in one thousand lies begged to the merciful heavens and undying truth of the world to let him see her face one more time. The face that had brought him thousands of smiles and the face he longed to see everyday. As the water now rushed in from all angles, he knew time was running out and that he would soon be the might oceans next restless soul. Deemed to wait forever in the deep dark pits his body filled with the chills of the blackened earth. The rouge waves now sucking the rusty ship down faster with every passing minute, he felt the pressure wiegh down upon him as he longed to see her face one last time. As the time drew near he let out on more gash for air, his last wish on his dying breath. He wished to see her face on more time. It is not clear to man whom he was or why he never tried to leave his sinking ship. Some say he was a myth others say the her he was referring to was his ship. Between human and god there is no difference in the words of this story only a meaning to which it is impossible to know. I say the man was searching for the face of a long lost lover whom he never had. His last dying breath being used to see her face and tell her how he felt but in the end his chance was missed and his time was up. As the storm cleared and no trace of the man or ship was to ever be seen again; the ocean laid calm soothing the newly obtain soul.
Comment if you want to and if you do not like it please tell me.