Deep Sorrows

Struggling to get rid of deep sorrows

He was looking for a stormy wind to carry his sorrows to a place of no return.
His beastly sorrows were roaring inside; tearing him apart; echoing toughly inside (My grave will be your heart; my hunting shadows will roam inside; and my sharp shouts will stab deep within your soul).
His eyes were soaked in burning tears; his mind was soaked in terrifying visions; his heart was soaked in unbearable feelings; and his throat was soaked in bitterness.
In a moment of silent joy; he was able to pack his sleepy concealed sorrows and hide them in a secret bag.
He ran away holding the blue bag; seeking the deep sea to drown the bag content; when turned around to throw it; the bag was gone; then in a sudden moment he found himself sailing in the sea of renewed sorrows; where billowy waves of darkness carried him to the shore of tragic memories; he took a glimpse toward the far horizon and then fainted down in sorrows arms.
He opened his swollen eyes and found the cozy landscaping palm tree that gravitated his exhausted body and soul; hugged him in its cooled shadow and blew his sorrows to the maze of no return!