Gnawing Tide

Waves crash upon the hollow shore A hunger deep that pleads for more The waters rise, the voices drown Pulled beneath, no way back down Salted wounds and withered bones The tide consumes, the flesh erodes A current vast, so cold, so wide A ceaseless pull, the gnawing tide Dragged below, no voice remains Lost to waves that carve like fangs The tide will gnaw, the tide will claim No shore to reach, no name to name The seabed whispers, low and weak A grave of those who dare to speak No hand to hold, no breath to save Just sinking further to the grave Moonlight fades in waters black No soul returns, no path leads back The ocean feeds, the storm still cries As one by one, the echoes die Dragged below, no voice remains Lost to waves that carve like fangs The tide will gnaw, the tide will claim No shore to reach, no name to name