Perhaps I will throw myself from an ocean
Dashed upon rocks
An **** of blood and bone
What ends shall a man go
To quieten his soul
I try to tame the roaring blaze inside me
But it flows out of my eyes
From fire to water
Tears gush forth like springs
Watering my beard
Like thirsty flowers
Emotions torn. I write. And if you can relate, may He make it easier for you to bear, for this pain can **** a man twice over.