No hope in sight
No will to fight
An ocean full of grief.
Hands that clutch
At nothing much
But impossible belief.
That he will endure
Till brought to her shore
In a dream filled golden boat
But as time flies
He does realise
That wishes do not float.
His boat of gold
In which his bold
And reckless love had sailed
In stormy weather
Got together
With betrayal and failed.
Memories evoke
Emotions that choke
Engulfing all senses in pain.
Wave after wave
Of nostalgia enslave
All thoughts of loving again.
Tear dry eyes
He shuts and tries
For unconsciousness and bliss
And as he sinks
In sorrow thinks
A drowning man must feel like this.
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