the storm cloud's rained itself into the sea
its essence now among the many waves
i'm dried and shriveled, drying silently
so long ago you stopped and ceased to be
the tempest roared the sailors to their graves
the storm cloud's rained itself into the sea
behold the life force seeping out of me
no tears are left, I no longer behave
i'm dried and shriveled, drying silently
my shrieking wails have weakened to a plea,
the tear ducts, crusted over, overgave
the storm cloud's rained itself into the sea
now silence fills the air where you should be
and fills my lungs as well, shall I be saved?
i'm dried and shriveled, drying silently
i sit beside the hole where you would be
all words been said, all breath's been spent in rave
the storm cloud's rained itself into the sea
i'm dried and shriveled, drying silently
(C)2008, Christos Rigakos
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