Lost..

The snap and groan of the wood, the thunder, the sound of the waves tearing the ship at the joints, the sounds of the crew. Fear did not have the chance to tickle before the sweet delirium of nothing swept over...

Lost at sea....

The dreams hit again. The nightmares of that one fateful night that seems to be a burning fear. Death by drowning. How odd, to think of a death that did not come to pass. Just the near happenings of such a fate. Why my mind drifts I do not know.

I feel lost at sea.