As tempestuous as the deepest of seas.
Late nights wondering why you did it
How to continue to carry on
The dark cloud of loss hangs overhead
consuming the lights entirety
An attitude changing like time on a clock
Driving me deeper into the frigid sea
The further you push the less I see
Nowhere but up? What if it’s not the bottom
Pumice floating towards the surface
I reach out to grab my surfacing angel
A small ray of hope shining to the depths
A heat begins to permeate the frigid sea
Andon Writes 
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