The anguish crests, the tears break
As waves thrown upon a shore
The loneliness sweeps along
As the tide drawn to the moon
This helpless agony, as steady as the sea
Anger, then sullen silence, then a storm of emotion
Squalling in rage, sobbing in grief
Searching for a port, a light to guide a path
No safe harbor, no solid land
All is tossing and turning
All is darkness and clouded night
All is heaving, drowning and choking
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
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