Kenophobia

Ship creaks—

shadows dance.

No sound—

but they whisper in my head.

Everything’s gone—

but I can’t forget,

can’t forget.

They’re dead, I know,

I watched them fall.

Infection crept,

silent, fast,

took them all.

I’m here—

why am I here?

The air hums, the lights flicker,

I hear them still,

but I’m...

...alone.

Shadows stretch—

I see their hands.

Reach for me—

I pull away, I can't—

Feel their breath,

they’re not here—

But I hear them still,

I hear them still.

Drifting through the endless black,

No return, no turning back.

Voices echo, but no one’s near,

In the silence, I drown in fear.

Adrift in the void, I lose control,

Ghosts of the dead swallow my soul.

Lights flicker,

figures move—

they aren’t real,

I know they aren’t real.

But the ship breathes,

metal groans,

whispers—

It whispers secrets,

speaks in tones.

I see them in the glass,

their faces pressed,

empty eyes—

They stare,

they smile,

but they’re long gone...

...I know they’re gone.

Tick... tick... tick...

the clock’s not real.

Creak, groan, whisper—

they talk,

but it’s steel.

Flashes,

light—gone.

They stand in the doorway,

then fade,

fade,

fade.

Drifting through the endless black,

No return, no turning back.

Voices echo, but no one’s near,

In the silence, I drown in fear.

Adrift in the void, I lose control,

Ghosts of the dead swallow my soul.

I count the stars,

but lose my place—

Numbers blur,

they fall away.

My body’s here,

but I’m not there—

I’m gone, I’m split,

falling apart.

Can’t stop—

hear the air hiss,

the steel cry.

The void calls me in,

calls me out,

pulls me through.

I see them now—

they see me too.

Adrift, adrift...

I see them all—

I feel the fall...

I’m lost...

in the void...

They pull me in...

...I’m gone.