The ship is sinking.

There is a hole in the bottom of the stern.

The women scream and clutch their children with fright

While the men run around, struggling to maintain control.

The crew and passengers cram into the boats,

Those who stumble

Are crushed before the herd.

The main deck suddenly erupts in fire,

The bridge explodes into an enormous panorama of destruction.

I hear word of people down below

Of mothers drowning their kids

And young boys slitting their throats.

Young women throwing themselves at anything and everything

While the father in the corner

Slowly bashes his head into the wall.

I suddenly feel the ship start to tilt,

And I hear the screams of drowning rats.

With a giddy sense of joy I walk up to the railing and look over the side

Into the murky deep below.

I can picture all the fishes, the wondrous creatures,

And best of all,

The silence.

And without a moments thought I jump off

Embracing the murky depths

With open arms.

And I feel it embrace me as well

With a ice cold grip which crushes me

As I sink farther and farther

Until I am resting on the bottom

And I feel the love all around me

In all its cold, black, unending glory.