The Fellow Ship

Finally, I've had another poem come to me. Not my best work by far, but hey, moderate work is better than none at all.
Also, take note that I wrote this letter with my brand new sword-shaped pen that my girlfriend got me. Now the pen is mightier than the sword AND shaped like a sword! Doesn't get much better than that :P


The Fellow Ship

I float alongside
my comrade in sails,
floating further into
the abandoned abyss
in hopes of fame and glory,
only to fall
to our knees.
Screams are cut short
all around us
as we tumble,
swelling not with pride,
but  the suffering
that we soak up,
a blackened red
tanning our bows and sterns.

We crash into
the fragile floor,
two trees
toppling over,
their prime youth
cut out from beneath them.
I feel my bones shiver,
my muscles ache.
Some even break
from the strain
of a thousand waves
pushing down on us,
one by one,
an endless tide
keeping the tempo
to our torture.

Yet,
our wooden hearts
beat on,
if only for one another,
we, fellow ships,
eternally damned to
\each other's company.

My ear is pressed
against a conch,
but I hear nothing.
It's what I feel
that soothes
my throbbing soul.