Eugene S.

Leviathan

Rising up out of the ocean
Impossible, yet there you are
Striding always towards me
Frighteningly bizarre

A scene from a childhood dream
That does never fade away
A presence, always so heavy
A snear, always on display

I knew what horror awaited me
One the ocean would no more hide
It never should have been this way
But that, I could not decide

The nightmare has long since ceased
You no longer menace me so
So why is it the ocean still calls me
Why, to its edge, must I still go