Melancholic Fog
As I sit in the mindst of a raging storm
On seas of black bile that swirl and crash
It spins my mind into a dizzy haze
Inky waters extend for eternity
a neverending night threatens to consume me
I wish for stars to break through
For light to separate the layers of darkness
I wish for the dawn to breathe new life into me,
A cool breeze to blow away the apathetic haze,
As salty waves brim and threaten to spill over
Let there be a better day
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