and as the wind blew

in a way that brought to mind

adjectives filled with

blackness

and the faintest hint of fright.

and as the waves came in

with their predictability

of doom

and the utter finality

of broken timber

washed up along the shoreline

pictures

replacing moments of reality

within the confines of my imagination.

terror

guilt

sadness

glee

feelings feeding upon

fantastical hopes

a picture

a cliche really

of the dark and stormy night

remember that faint glow

off in the distance

that seems so far away

is it hope

fear

reality

or the ultimate escape