...Tsunami of a Crippled soul
By SolApathy
Tormented by my own dreams
Every night I hear the screams
Burdened by the thoughts no one should endure
Requiem of my soul—impure
No one stands to honor the grave
Of a man no one could save
Troubled are the waters of an impassioned soul
Broken by the tsunami waves of one with no self-control
My nightmares are the waves
Upon the shores the ignorant rave
Soon to be swept to sea
By things that should not be
Every night I hear the screams
Burdened by the thoughts no one should endure
Requiem of my soul—impure
No one stands to honor the grave
Of a man no one could save
Troubled are the waters of an impassioned soul
Broken by the tsunami waves of one with no self-control
My nightmares are the waves
Upon the shores the ignorant rave
Soon to be swept to sea
By things that should not be
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Saturday, June 29, 2019.
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