At the helm of the lonely ship.

The mind, a vessel

in an ocean of thoughts

sails over a sea 

of shadows ever present,

and a lighthouse haunting

through its eyes of remembrance.

Adrift on haunted seas

a  giant squid's tentacles

wraps around the ship

I scream...

for the creature is

within me.

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[Neville]

they say that given the write.. or indeed the wrong circumstances, there is a monster lurking inside us all.. tis still a shock tho when ya tentacles are grabbed.... :)