Darkness.
Nothing fills the hole
Inside my chest.
Empty.
Nothing to be done,
Just the fact to face.
He's gone.
My captain, my friend,
Gone now, forever.
Dead, at my own hand.
What am I?
A monster? A man?
What man could do what I have done?
I am nothing,
Nothing but shame.
Nothing to be done,
Except turn myself in.
Maybe I will die.
It would be fair.
His death deserves justice.
I express my wish
To the one witness to my crime.
Why does he interrupt?
Does he not understand
How I must pay?
There is no forgiveness,
Not for a murderer.
Someone is behind me.
A specter? A ghost?
My captain! My friend!
"JIM!"