The Sea of Misery

Here I was
In the midst of balmy winds, 
the freshest air, the vast open sea,
I felt utterly lonely
And I wanted to die.
Tears crept into my eyes.
My duchess, my ever-present lady
Looked at me with surprise.
She asked me why on our anniversary
I seemed to be drowned in misery.
I quickly lied,
No, honey, it was just smoke getting into my eyes.
But there's no smoke here, she replied.
Yes, there is, I insisted.
Where? Where? Show me!
I said, surprised you asked,
You were the one that started the fire.

Roberto Wissai/NKBa'
March 24, 2012