My tears

I toiled in hard labour
I suffered at sea
Filled with sharks?
No but from humans who had claws

Disappointment lost its vigour
Depression was a constant friend
Hardship always was my companion
Tears no longer had a well
It was dried from constant useage

Friends couldn't hear me anymore
Constant bickering and solicitation
They soon lost their way to find me
Alone was now my home
Most times I even loose my way there

I cried in circles
Fought the battle
Lost the battle
Gave up
But I still rise

I'll rise despite this wind
I'll rise despite this pain
I'll rise despite the shame
Even in this recession,
I will rise