Sorrow is an ocean
In the silence waves hit
I see flashes of light
But not enough to stay lit
Happy strikes like lightning
But thunder follows soon
Clouds hide the light
I cannot see the moon
The tide is high
And it sweeps me under
I look up and see
Lightning before the thunder
I am treading water
But the current is so strong
If I take a break
I fear I won't last very long
It's dark and I'm lost
Which way to the shore?
I just don't know
If I can tread anymore
It's so cold and heavy
It's dark all around
Maybe if I last 'til morning
I will be found
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