Storm

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I would explain how I feel, if only I knew how.

I would tell you about the tears, but they just keep falling down.

I would silence my screams, but they choke me til' I let them out.

I would go on and on, trying to make a fairy tale life,

but it's truly just a storm.

My thoughts swirl through my mind like ice.

And I am not able to stop the rain from over-shadowing my every move.

But every once in awhile, the sun comes out

And then, I see a rainbow of colors and unspoken opportunities.

Only to be hailed down sooner, by the thing I keep inside of me.

Lightning strikes as I feel myself bleed,

And only after that, may I truly feel peace.


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