How I Wonder

[Howie]

I have strared, yet I cannot see. What is it that is left here for me? I have shouted All that remains is a small voice in my head. I have listened, to here only myself. I am ashamed for all my actions were for who? I stare into the black of the sea. I cannot fight what is to come. The eyes of my stare cannot share what I feel. Sadness is not a lie. I watch it crush me, then I die.