The Calm Before

The wind it wails a banshee's shriek  
Torrent waves thrash the boat, so bleak  
Balance is a dream, unattainable yet  
As the ship tosses in its perilous net  
   
Darkness descends, a shroud of dread  
Echoing moans, the dying sea's bed  
A phantom hand upon the helm  
Steering the vessel to a watery realm  
   
The storm rages on, with tempestuous glee  
Tearing the sails with savage debris  
A dance of death, on the raging sea  
The ship, a pawn, in a demonic spree  
   
The wind it howls an evil tune  
As the ship rocks, beneath the moon  
Sleep won't come to the restless mind  
Haunted by thoughts of a darker kind  
   
The captain's eyes, with a piercing glare  
Sends a chill through the salty air  
Food scarce and rotten, a daily plight  
Tormented by hunger day and night  
   
A mind on edge in a world so bleak  
Despair sets in, with each passing week  
The crew's harsh words, like a vicious sting  
Pushing the mind to an unstable thing  
   
Madness takes hold, a seeping thought  
As I contemplate a plan so fraught  
To kill the captain, in his sleep so deep  
And plunge the ship into a watery keep  
   
The line between sanity and madness fades  
As the stormy sea, becomes the mind's charade
A ship lost at sea, with an unhinged crew  
A tale of madness on a journey askew