My Withered Emotions

My withered emotions drop like petals from earthy flowers of pewter metals. That sink in mud from tears I've shed into the clay so bloody red. So hard they fall onto the ground. My moans stifle their thunderous sound. For sadness I have never felt like sadness from this inner guilt. A small black cloud of deep emotion dumped on me rain to fill my ocean. So empty, yet so deeply filled, I'm shipwrecked where my tears have spilled.