Stormy Times

These diamond tears flush dreams of love away
Betrayal but a tea that burns my tongue
Deceasing spirals crushed into one place
It seems to me that everything is wrong

Truth twists and sours, primal on the wind
Emotions rage within the bitter storm
I bleed for sunny days and air once fresh
This world must learn to squeeze again the norm

Up and down the playground sea-saw crashes
Each movement jolts and rocks your inner throne
Hope dwindles quickly to a tiny spark
When everyone is gone and you're alone

Cold's the knife that slices through livid skies
Ripping once beauteous clouds asunder
Is there a place of peace here for me now?
Within this harsh dying world of thunder?