Here Be Pirates
When dawn approached,
I took to this vessel,
A stowaway amongst
The damned and martyrs alike,
Swept up with the undertow,
I set off on my journey,
Through uncharted waters
Of a raging sea...
With the erosion of time,
As the decadence wore away,
Scallywags and traitors,
We've all become,
Mercenaries and thieves,
Assuming each others disguise,
Cut down and internally raped
With the lot of them,
This torrent of madness
Was drowning me,
Seabound with seablood, we were,
Tortured and revered for our crimes,
Beneath blackened skies,
I could sometimes hear a distant wailing,
A ghost of a memory
Left somewhere behind...
'Neath midday sun,
Scorched and scathed,
And not even a broken compass
To guide the way,
Weary and stricken
With a sloshed mentality
That could choke on your rum
All the same,
Oh, how I sometimes desire to
Cast myself overboard,
A self-sacrifice to the kraken
Or perhaps a Celtic god,
But lo, these shackles keep
Me bound to this vessel,
Crafted with an unbreakable chain,
A stubborn will to call my own,
Some crew and comrades
Could claim the same,
Ever dear to this being,
Betwixt shadow and light, most remain...
The eleventh year of this voyage
Has slowly come to transpire,
My blood quickens, wondering
How much longer it will last.
On the pursuit of treasures,
Though not of a crystalline make,
I find solace with my thoughts
And the comfort of each
Marauding storm.
Upon distant horizons, I know
Twilight will be coming,
As this ship cuts through
The sea like a sword,
Those forgotten shores are
Calling me home.
A pirate I will be,
No more.