The Pacific of tears

The tears you see, is not even a fraction of the water.

That hides behind me, to try and drown me.

So even if I stop crying, it's not because they're empty.

It's because the pain, is too great to continue.

The water hidden behind, the eyes of the hurt.

Is endless for it's always growing, with each passing second.

And every passing day, I see the pain of the world around me.

That pain follows me, and eventually vaporizes into the ocean.

That drowns me today, so when I stop crying.

I am in greater pain, but when I say I'm okay.

I am seeing the pains around me, follow me into the ocean.