Hope swallowed after your words,
Splashing around in the ocean,
Light barely found in a few drops,
Extinguished by your water.
Each drop received is another lost,
None survive with each new thought,
Light again diminishes,
When A wave comes crashing down.
The sand will not accept,
The land will not receive,
None will want a little light,
That drowned  out in the sea.
The more listening done,
The more dim the light will be,
No word will regain a spark,
That was already dead at sea.