Gales and Gust

The world died when I smiled, It seems the universe loves my tears more. Cold, soothing rain became thunderstorm. Still, calm seas became stormy. My heart ached from from the incessant storms, the gales and gust. My sould was drained from screaming daily, in agony. So I tried to hide, run away. Anything to save me from the pain. But I failed, Over and over again, I failed. Until one day, the gloomy hands of misery and sadness kneaded my neck, And they whispered to me. "Death is the escape" "Death, is the only escape".