Deceased

A horrid task, the ship has left, the insane must survive
A one way path, that leads to death,
at one within their minds
There's no one here, to guide the weak,
From creeping, pending doom
A prayer is said, to take them from this island,
the unknown
This island, this wretched place, an awful piece of earth
As prisoners, they've been released, to wander into night
Fearful, alert eyes, gaze out and distort
Expecting, detecting, the awful thigns to come