Waves Of Sorrow

I burnt me,

In my scorching light,

Of the night,

In my home to be.

My expanding sea,

Of serenity,

Is splayed beyond for eternity,

Yet I'm washed ashore,

Before my door,

By my waves of sorrow.

MY sight atwinkle,

With hopes and dreams,

Sailing through my drying streams,

But salts of pain sprinkle,

Me with hardness of reality,

They are my truth and verity.

I feel the coarse severity,

As I watch my waves of sorrow.

Candles i light,

In my oft trodden way,

My sun refuses to stay,

And my moon is never bright.

Though my stars watch over me,

And smile with unity,

Trying hard to sooth me,

I feel my waves of sorrow.

Down below the surface,

My flesh is raw and tender,

Unwillingly I surrender,

To the pervading harshness,

Of what life has to offer.

Cloistered forever,

And waiting for the summer,

Splashed by the waves of sorrow.