Weepy Moods

For me, the possibility of a weepy mood is always likely, but like the waves of the sea you never know when you will encounter a particularly rough patch. Sometimes it is easy to sit in a boat and hardly notice the waves unless you consciously  pay attention. At other times there is no escape from choppy conditions. Some people cope, and others feel sickness beyond comparison. 

Sometimes I feel like a boat being rocked, and ultimately, I have no choice where the tides take me. Sometimes it is all too much and a tsunami will destroy me, leaving the rest of my world to pick up the pieces. Its like I'm the insignificant boat, and all around me my world deals with me in different ways. As a boat, I may be one drop in the ocean, but investors in this boat care, whereas others care simply out of boat appreciation, and some others don't give a damn. Some people can't give a damn - they have enough trouble of their own. 

I suppose what I'm trying to say is that I'm always conscious of the actions my moods cause me and others to take, even though as an inexperienced boat, I cannot move the tides. 

But I can learn to negotiate them.

Weepy Moods

For the sea, they

Come and go

 as lapping tides

Influenced by the far yet not unknown

Starting so quickly

Receding slow

Accentuated by the dark

As the distant roaring turns to close moans

And blows boats down

Like the blustery sea breeze

Before waves rise up like a new

Life but the change is not for the good

As soon a tsunami will surge up and appear

to rock the boat so no longer it can float high

As it crashes down with an almighty splash as the sea

Realises its mistakes and tries to repent consuming all around it

Until it recedes sucking  all emotion and wealth from the lowly world

Until there is nothing

All the water has left

But  the tide breaks

heavily yet Alone

 the world stands

still bemused

By events

Beyond

 their control