The ocean tries to rest,
But in comes a storm,
The deep blue tried it\'s best,
To beautifully reform.
The darkness takes over,
The sadness arises,
The sea of anxiety looks for closure,
A ray of sunshine would surprise us.
But down comes the rain,
To full the ocean some more,
Every drop realeases some pain,
The drowning is something I cannot ignore.
I lay on that pillow to rest my head,
But the tears fills my eyes instead,
The years get harder too control,
Beating depression is my goal.