Nothing, Everything

I'm just a worm, an insect, a bug
Meaningless flesh plastered against a tortured mind
Squirming in a universe so vast
The cries of mine are like nothing
Not even a ripple on the water's surface

But to myself, it is everything and eternal
The waking moments of confusion
The aching moments of fleeting illusion
My tears well up and fill my eyes
And my vision becomes a deep ocean