Broken and siting all alone broken and feeling a heart of stone
Broken and crying out for help.lost and alone forever it seems..

Broken and lost and alone for sure..please..peaces pleasure
Broken and lonely lost of heart..where can I go but to my art

Broken and lonely lost and crying feeling as if I should be dieing
Broken and nothing but tears to see..please gods..look down on me

Though sad and laughed at im sure I will be..I will always have the sea

I know its not much of a poem and most will look at it and laugh but
remember when your lost and alone and none one seems to care..the sea is
always there to be the waves in your hair. The sea will always hold you
and comfort you and take you into is embrace. From its shallowed depths
to its deepest core..the sea is forever..forever more.

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Variach, in the year 94 MA.