Arts-Unity

I look on with pestilence hidden beneath a thin veil of civility, far too thin to hide such vastness and it cracks, the shards of my visage crumble beneath your unbecoming joy and you are affront with an ocean, a sea of unvarnished wanting. You're adrift in my rapids and the sky cries pitifully for you and the winds whisper apologies but do not trust either. The sky wants only to drown you and the winds are not worthy of your trust. Poseidon beckons to you and I volley curses like his tridents Which I'll never touch. I am nothing and while you look upon my vastness with optimism I look on with pestilence hiding an opaque sorrow I will not m