THE SACRAMENT OF SACRIFICE

Dark poetry

Spawned in the fury of our maelstrom
Dashed against the stones again and again
The forgetting
The bloodletting
Grasping from beneath the waves

I still see her face in the maelstrom
Her delicate features frozen in screams
The sacrament
Of sacrifice
It still haunts me in my dreams

Reaching hands, cold and shattered
They pull me under
Desperate sails, torn and tattered
They pull me under
The thunder and murder once again

Poised like a goddess of the sea
In all her glory chained to the bow
O, when the sea crashes and heaves
In throes of those fathom deep below
Tentacles thrash with tridents and brine
Barnacles crusted with flesh sacrificed
She screams in the horror realized

Reaching hands, cold and shattered
They pull me under
Desperate sails, torn and tattered
They pull me under
The thunder and murder once again

Old time mariners speak of this
Rite of passage across seven seas
Calm waters beyond the abyss
She goes to slake oblivion’s needs
Embracing the deepest cold wrath
Where jaws of death await you on the path
Cthulhu waits with whiles and blackcraft
Facing the madness, she slowly laughs

Reaching hands, cold and shattered
They pull me under
Desperate sails, torn and tattered
They pull me under
The thunder and murder once again

Lo, behold the rise of the maelstrom
Primal hunger thrives on the ocean floor
I offer you
And errand’s fool
As she feasts on the monster’s gore

Reaching hands, cold and shattered
They pull me under
Desperate sails, torn and tattered
They pull me under
The thunder and murder once again.

Reviews

[HadesRising]

Thank you, my mind is a very dark place.

[NotUsinganymore]

Interesting horror poem. It was nice. Maybe not my taste but it had a good flow.