What do I do when the ocean I look at is now blurred by rain and night?
The ripples foreshadow a storm to reign,
There isn't any noise but why do I hear the roar of thunder?
Just as there isn't anyone, why do I feel the burden of a presence?
I'm rendered aimless, and this confusion has me desperate.
I am unable to reach out, I'm chained by the holds of untold pain.
This time, I need help, for I'm not able to help another.
This time, because I am powerless, I watch as the ocean drowns in rain.
-LovableConundrum
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