unfinished broken memory,
Serves as unknown painting in the gallery,
unspoken words of bravery,
please lend me some energy
pouring of the heavy rain,
trailing down my skin,
I look at the sky,
And the lightning still entering the way.
I look at the ground,
its where i belong,
I look at my love,
In my arms he was no longer belong.
in the parched ground,
I heard a loud sound,
In the look of my eyes,
And in the beat of my heart,
I danced myself into the pouring rain,
As it chases me to see ME again.
NALS
03|27|21
12:21AM
