4 Stanzas, 4 Lines Per Stanza

What the Hell?

I can barely speak

My mind has left me so unwell

For words, I can only seek

An image of the sea

Blue and grey

Sits in front of me

What a pretty little bay

I stare at fairy lights

Where have you gone?

Wishing you were here in my nights

It's already dawn

These stanzas are unrelated

These lines have nothing to do

So unsophisticated, what I have created

With anything but you.

SRC