Perpetual sorrow rarely given cure,
Revolving spheres of dismal expectations.
The sand beneath my feet
Crunching with each step
Deafening rantings I can barely control.
The floodgates are loosened,
Tears are rushing in,
Twin streaks of fiery pain,
Desperately seeking release off these emotional shackles.
A whiff of air blasts through,
Like an oracle predominantly displayed,
A rainbow amidst the storm.
Colors are beautifully merging,
Sounds are softly blending,
And stars are perfectly aligning,
A serene feeling descends.