Our face had become known for violence: 

The war effort increased his vehemence. 

Yet his emotions appeared dull. 

  Like his heart was in a lull,  

he denied all help;   

Removing himself from how he felt,  

he even abandoned me,  

sorrow is— 

A sea.    

Vast, boundless, silent. 

A weeping tearless:  

Unfathomable weight,   

burdens only propagate.   

No sight. No light.   

Darkness is an all-consuming  

blight,   

A break! A break!   

Light has come forth.  

I found hope—   

She was tender and allowed me to cope,  

Warmth found

 purchase in my soul.   

Love settled itself from her condolences.   

He returned! He returned!  

I have not been abandoned.   

Our father beckoned,   

I knew upon the second.   

Our Father requested us: 

because of his falling status   

A duel is needed; only the heir will proceed. 

He’ll kill me. He’ll kill me—my life won’t proceed.  

I’ll lose. I’ll lose. Unfair, unfair.  

I can’t stop these spirals of despair—  

I had found love, but, 

I guess it wasnt for me   

I am no fighter; I have no training; only death awaits me.  

Sadness, 

& somber a heavy bearing ruled over:  

It returned. It returned.   

Sorrow is: 

  A sea.  

It recedes only to a tsunami.