A fester of grievances piles high on my temple.
A tsunami of disruption and pity that wants nothing more
Than my tranquil waters.
I have crested the waves on a creak
And landed in splinters.
A fester of grievances piles high on my temple.
A tsunami of disruption and pity that wants nothing more
Than my tranquil waters.
I have crested the waves on a creak
And landed in splinters.