We were going down

They were climbing higher

I cried as I shielded

My face from the fire

The sound of the

Screams of the

Hurt and the

Damned

Were like the

Dismal chords

Of the Titanic's

Band

And every time

I try to sleep

I end up

staying awake to weep

The screams still echo

In my head

Making me want

To join the dead