sorrow's ocean

               
the desert searched and was parched   
it sought the rain inside my spirit   
where storm clouds brew   
with every painful feeling   
     
tears that are trapped   
in the sea of the hopeless   
would flood the dry Earth   
if I were but willing to free them   
     
I fear the blooms that would spring   
from these feelings   
flowers of pain   
forlorn in their fragrance   
     
what type of birds would be drawn    
to ones such as these?   
     
my grief my armor   
where I stay hidden   
     
no one can swim this great ocean   
many have tried  
and have been taken by the undercurrent   
where sorrow and madness drown   
laying claim to them
     
the desert will go dry   
the sun set on my heart   
and the storm clouds dissipated   
     
as I swallow my tears   
just more drops in the ocean