Rainstorms in my heart, tearing it apart.
Earthquakes shaking up my very soul.
Jarring my confidence, digging up doubts from a little black hole.
Every good thought slipping away.
Cloudy darkness replacing the clearness of day.
Through this wasteland I travel, stuck in this lonely abyss.
Everyday I try to get away from this.
Demons I must conquer, before I escape. Using hope's light, leaving sunshine in my wake.
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sapriculous
PoetrySappy + Ridiculous = Sapriculous. This is sapriculous, adorkable, sometimes sad, nerdy, poetry.