Still crying

 Yet, I find myself still shedding tears, in other place distant of the world
 

And there's my tale, unfolds my story, a tale steeped in sorrow and pain.
 

It's my vast ocean of tears.

And how can it be, someone like you
could make me shed so many tears to create an ocean?
 

And how can it be, someone like you
could evoke an ocean of tears 

until none remain?

No one else can see through my eyes 

the shades of sadness 

and grief that you've caused
and there's my secret shore.

No one knows it but me.
 

It's my ocean of tears.

♥

I don't even remember when I wrote this. 

Sure I was crying over various things...

Not sure what but something doesn't sit right with me about this poem :/