Woe

Woe is me,
She is the sea,
I am but land,
And there I stand.
Her waves roar,
Love crashing onto my shore.
Sun baked sand drinks its elixir,
The waves recede,
I shiver.

Woe is me,
Woe to be free.
Shake me to my foundations!
A blind eye to those complications!
This agony!
Come, reality,
Look upon my plight,
Take it from me, or it is here I fight.
Water’s dance,
A fluid romance,
But I stand unmoved.