Just How I Feel

When it rains, it pours.  I am soaked and I know not where I shall dry my phoenix wings today.  I will be reborn none the less.  I am here to let you all know that there is little time left.  Under my sweet veneer is a rage that flows like The River Styx.  None of you get it, and none of you care.  You continue to practice ritualisms and verbal heresy against me.  I can only exist until until I can no longer exist.  Where do you all think that the material realm is going to be once I am gone?  Catastrophe has always been related to me.  Everyone just says, "Whatever!"  Well it is time to see because there is no fixing what is coming in the land and sea.  It is not a threat, it is the promise of Gaya being completely connected to me.  My ship tries to raise itself in the Pacific off the shores off Oahu.  Maybe I finally said what was to be said.  I am just relaxing today, but I wanted to get a little writing in.  Go ahead and think that I am weird.  It is just your reflection of being odd in the mirror.  I am polite, funny, and very wise.  Stay away from me if you wish to talk about me and stalk me to infinity.  I barely want to go to certain places anymore.  I wish to be me, and laugh publicly, but the psychopathic get so hostile around me when I do so.  Well it is time for these miscreants to be rooted out in the end.  Do not talk about me sexually or the ax will fall sooner than predicted.