Drown in your sorrows.

Empty at this point.
Nothing really left to say.
Inspiration has run dry.
Live and love,
love to live.
Salty oceans will call you back.
Dance in the sun, as it warms your back.
Soft whispers from down below, taunt your every move,
everything you know.
Sink deep down to the bottom.
When the sand hits your back,
You'll see me again.