Krux

Apocalyptic on Sundays I am
Before the altar of boredom I kneel
I plow an even deeper furrow
In grief’s eternal wheel ....oh god
I sink faster into despair
And sorrow is my only reward
I can’t hear music no more
Not a single black stupid chord
Swimming on a lazy afternoon
In a sea of doom
And I cry me a river of dying angels
And I try to be strong
I’m afraid of the sunshine that tries to reach me
Now it won’t be long