Streams— relay the slumber
Tributes to— the Waterfall's Sprite.

'Twas when— the compass— Dismantled
As the bedrocks gruel— Distort the ledge,
Confronted by— tidal waves;—
Imbued the Crush— of a Carapace
That let the Visions— Sprout;—
Abandoned— With the Barriers..

So long,— I do not know..

Sights— Times— are enclosing
Onto the lost,— And the Seafloor sinks
Slowly— Diminishing— The Sirens' Call..

They are far and few between but one reared its ugly head yesterday
It is more than wanting to be alone
Knowing the signs I just went with the gloom and doom until it lifted
Trigger beats me
Knowing so many have had hundred days of issues beyond our control
Things settle down and even the smallest delights soothes things
That said wishing you all happiest of days because the bad ones need to stay as far away as is possible
We have all had our fair share of them lately

C@rainbowchaser2020