Emma Knaack

Crossing the Sea of Blood

CW: Violence

Emma Knaack

Look out at the sea The water gone, replaced with the warm blood of human life The lives you’ve killed Maybe not literally But ones you’ve hurt enough To make death seem more attractive than life

Our question for you is: Can you cross this sea? Can you cross it without drowning? Your lungs filling with the soft liquid of your victims Cradling you as you are carried down into its depths Dropping you at the bottom, in a world beneath those you harmed

We’ve seen you try many a times As you writhe in pain at the thought of your sins The waves pull you below the surface You stare into the eyes of the casualties you brought to this world Their eyes are what get you, what suffocates you the most For they whisper your tragedies to the world and beyond

You almost made it last time But as you pushed against the current of blood and gazes You saw them The eyes you couldn’t ignore The eyes which reached out, grabbing your neck, and strangled your already drowning body

It seems this time though, you think you’re ready You blindfold yourself before diving in To erase your eyes from the torture of their stares Crossing the sea of blood while ignoring your sins is a difficult task A part of us hopes you make it, to right the wrongs you’ve done But to some, watching you drown could be fun