Bad Mood

my striking empathy
wake and skate my day
i have a gush to redden
when fairness of earth embedded like deluge
and train of life engulfed like conflict
i wrecked in a symptomless sea of taught
with soak of defy to less
And sound of storm brag and roar
Like thunder of jungle
Come to the day I loud
the storm is prikle to bay
the prickle like barb of din
the barb of resolution to notion
How can I suppress my notion
In this unconventional life of empty