The sky is falling...
Raining heavy rhapsodies of rukus and destruction...
Frowning.
Drowning.
Scrub structured stains.
Dump waste down dialated drains.
Repeat regularly.
Such sarcastic symbolism.
Such fuckin' frustration.
Got nuthin' left to gain.
Out of time, again.
Such wasted wanting...
Such resentment.
Can you feel my pain?