Sea of woe

I walk alone in this empty home

My soul still roams, this world so cold

I will take under, this ocean of sorrow

But if the tide should rise, it will cover my eyes.

Fingers crossed for a drought, I guess we'll find out

Either way I'm fine, If i die, I don't mind.

It has been a hell of a ride.

But never my own life

Lets say a man with a knife should try and take flight.

I couldn't promise I'd fight.

For a dance with the reaper, I so need to meet her

That kiss I will savor, I'll remember her flavor.

I need that embrace, but I believe in fate.

So until my time, I'll try to stay calm.

Reviews

[Hannah]

Wow! This is intense. The descriptions throughout are very regretful and powerful. I hope at the end of the road, I don't look back and see all the things I regret. To be in a state of mind where you don't care if you live or die . . . It truely is a sea of woe.