Hello! This came as inspiration when I was watching the Jones death scene, and I decided to add it to the story. So, enjoy!
We are flung
Like rag dolls
In all directions
We have lost all sense
Of time and space and direction
As we struggle
Against mother natures brutal force
The skies blur
In a haze of grays and blacks
And is broken
Only by the towering sea
We fall under the water
Powerless to resist
Coats and wigs and effects
Dragging us down
And yet we don't get rid of useless weight.
To lost in this jungle
This roaring, mighty beast
To even comprehend
A way to live
In this black thing
We call water