Grecian Tears

the roaring tides rolled in anger sat beside me nothing else as I began to slowly slip into my self consciousness consoling my inner most thoughts catering to a rather chafe metaphor beseeching counsel embracing righteousness anxiously covenanting bitterness wildly tamed emotions creating solitude a vague rapture mastered my minds eye withering madness sunk into a sultry need for wrath in a strange time of day capturing malice reaching morbidly for candid cries the seas mist kissed the shore once more balancing upon fragile shoulders of vintage broad banks slashing stone into the rivers edge entering myself hence soothing the Nile