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.