Sleep comes easy, when it's raining.
My mind is quite, while storm brews outside.
My breaths are steady, whistle the sky rumbles.
My eyes don't see monster, the droplets mask them.
My hands doesn't seek another, just feels the drizzle.
Sleeps comes easy, when thunder reassures me.
Sleep comes easy, hoping death will visit me in this rain.
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Rune
PoetryWriting down emotions, when I felt them the most. 'I wish you were here' - some lines dedicated to these words. And some dedicated to others. Might find something relatable
