Sitting shifty, comfortable seats
Skies descending down on me
Lightning strikes, roses curl
All signify the end of the world
Breathing fog on steady days
Puking sludge in crazy ways
Impending doom on fountain lays
Mountain's top in hazy haze
The more you fight the longer it stays
The less you think the more it delays
The saddest part is that it's all the rage
To fall apart at the quietest stage
Hormones shift and wax and wane
The lift is quick but can't remain
It all began to keep you sane
It all transpires to bring the shame
But lay your thoughts at God's right hand
To call for justice and truest kind
Thrown to mercy for the greater grand
And sought for cruelty in closed mind
Awash in memory and caught off guard
Upon the shores of those sincere
You beg for clarity from all afar
To sustain yourself on their veneer
The landslide draws and you cover down
With rising heat and the saddest frown
Ask for your sorries and turn yourself around
To bask in the cover of the shallow and the shroud
Bellows rage and the cries of war
Whispered pleas and whimpers sore
It's all expected in the rising storm
And it all shall pass just minutes before.