In shadows where the dark clouds cover the sky,
The winds howl strong, reaching new heights.
In the storm where raindrops pour down upon the streets,
Clusters of thunder create a canvas of lights.
The thunder signals nature's fury,
Extremely wild and free.
Thunder lightnings in the storm
What a fascinating sight to see!
Something is keeping me awake.
Late at night, never really living my sight.
No, I am not, a paranoid.
I just have a sinking feeling,
As if I am falling down a void.
I can feel it, speaking inside my head,
But I can't understand what it says.
I can feel an invisible power, draining me.
But when I open my eyes,
There's nothing to see.
My heart is beating fast,
Like a horse on a racetrack.
Don't know how long this feeling will last,
Now I really wish I could get my life back.
I just want to get over with it.
But this sinister, sinking feeling,
Is killing me bit by bit.
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PoetryThis is a book entitled for all my poems to be found in a single point in time.
