Black Sea

Here I am

trying to walk down this path

keep me from stumbling down,

keep playing the melody

that uplift my soul.

Give me your hand

so I can have something 

to hold on to,

because I'm getting closer 

to reach the point of giving up.

Slowly

the whispers from my past

begins to grow louder

disturbing my peace of mind.

Quietly 

tears begin to fall down,

a familiar taste lingers in my mouth,
the salty taste of forgotten tears.

This heavy sensation on my chest

slowly pulling me down,

erasing the good in my life.

All the hatred words that were said,

slowly devours every inch of my being

erasing all the confidence I had

leaving behind fragments of the past.

I feel I'm drowning in a sea of hatred,

no matter how hard I've tried to fight

the faster I sink,

all the tears that I once shed

keeps haunting me.

No matter how much I fight
I seem to fall back down

into this black sea,

I've tried already.

I'll say goodbye
to all that made my heart sing

dies along side with me,

and I've tried already.

My serenity dies 

a long side with my spirit,

and I've cried so many years,

and I've tried to keep a smile,

but I drown in this black sea

with the whispers devouring me.