Some days, my heart
Is like a raging sea,
Thrashing and howling;
Like a thundering cry
That bursts through the
Dark skies and storms.
Some days, my heart
Is like a still sea, empty,
With no tides and waves;
Like a deafening sound
Of silence that echoes
Through the dead air.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 8:16 AM UTC
Some days, my heart
Is like a raging sea,
Thrashing and howling;
Like a thundering cry
That bursts through the
Dark skies and storms.
Some days, my heart
Is like a still sea, empty,
With no tides and waves;
Like a deafening sound
Of silence that echoes
Through the dead air.
