Absurd 2

Like a scratched up record on repeat

The broken crackle of a CD

The ocean sweeping out to sea

And never knowing who to be

Flailing, floundering all around

Feet momentarily touching ground

The crisp snapping of boots on snow

Knowing how the story goes

Good always wins in the end

With only a small wound to mend

The villains dying all alone

With their evil as their home

Teardrops down a window pane

Pressure in the falling rain

Never knowing how to begin

Not finding how to stop again

Walking through a waterfall

Being pushed down and feeling small

The flicker of a dying candle

Emotions no one seems to handle

Graves standing small and together

Slowly crumbling from the weather

Drowning in the cold clean air

Never going anywhere