Ruth

I wanted to put this into an actual poem when I found it a few days ago, because this is more of a stanza. I must have written this over a year ago. However, it now continues to fail my memory as to why I even thought of this..
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No longer alone in a bottomless sea
my tears flow with the crimson I bleed.
The darkened sky is full of clouds crying rain
repenting my life, it was nothing but pain.
I need not have lived, my life was in vain
my anguished spirit broken by ruthless disdain.