Toxic Grey Day
It was an acrid day that came calling...
Arriving with a graven tempest of that day
Unveiling a forlorn existence
A lunacy - bent on having it's way.
It was a caustic breeze that entered...
A mercurical spoiled hurricane of yesterday...
Bent upon dividing us forever
Hence - an estrangement - with no words left to say.
It was a hostile afternoon - rearing it's ugly head
And a violent Tsunami that visited that day...
Slicing apart - what once was a family unit
Angry - trying to wreck us in yet another way.
It was a vitriolic day finally leaving
It's track of heavy leaden metal behind on this day
While smiling at itself from the deeds done...
So cocksure - it's convoluted actions will at last have its way.
By, Theodora Onken